See, Satou, this is why I think we should legalize murder for just me.

[Shugo mumbles inaudibly to himself as he takes a bag off of his back and begins searching for water. He finds some patience in there too, which he uses to hold a water bottle out to Akutagawa.]

I didn't make that so that you could kill yourself faster. Here. Drink this and sit down until your lungs aren't so irritated. Let me see what I can do about your cough... [He keeps poking through his bag.]