Ronald was tired. Dog tired. Who knew porting three people through shadows would be such a difficult thing? Clearly, he was still new at this and still had so much to learn about his position. He thought he would just tuck Watanuki in and just.. show himself out. But he found he couldn't keep his eyes open even as he eased the torn, wet yukata off and pulled the blanket over the other god. He didn't have the energy to transport himself back through the shadows. His body felt heavy, his mind moreso.

Just five minutes...

He could... just close his eyes for five minutes and recharge his body. Then disappear like he usually did. But five minutes turned into several hours and before he knew it, he was asleep. His body woke him the minute sunlight hit him but he couldn't move. Instead, he continued to lie there in a state of near-sleep. His breathing was shallow as was the case of one half-dead. Just a bit more, maybe. Maybe he was still tired.