[ Allowing him to get up and switch positions, the absence of his weight prominent in the moment that it rises, Subaru can't help but feel — alarm. Soft, brief, echoing upwards from some buried part of him just enough to break free and run through their tether.

Message received?

He wants to ask him what he means by that. But he also thinks he knows, even if only a little. ]

...I don't really have the right to tell you what to do, [ Subaru starts, his thoughts slow to manifest as words. ] But...

[ He reaches out, taking his head in his hands. ]

Don't do anything so reckless that there's no way for you to take it back.