[ It's the opposite, actually. He'd really like to hang on for a while longer. Kaito just murmurs a 'yeah' under his breath before proceeding to mimic her balancing act. Laces are yanked away before he pulls out of his boots, which he carefully sets to the side. They're looking the least weathered of his attire by far. ]

Where else would I go, at this point? Out and away? After I've finally found out that you're okay?

[ A beat. ] It must mean a lot to you in some way or form. The inside of a Restless' Shroud is supposed to reflect a place that had a heavy impact on their life.

...While a bath would be nice, I have to take care of the rest of my wounds first. I've got enough ointment, but I ran out of bandages. [ Kaito gestures vaguely to one of the Badaliscus skin strips. ] It's gross, but I've discovered that there's a working alternative out here in the Shadowlands.