In this, Hiei doesn’t begrudge Kurama’s fast thinking. It would be pretty difficult to sleep in the room with the lingering smell, though.. he’s slept with worse during the course of his admittedly much shorter life. While it would be a prime way to get the fox to not want to sleep in the room where he is… he also doesn’t want to hear the list of complaints after.

From the redhead and his sister, considering. It takes the fire apparition a moment to gather his wits and make sure his stomach is stable enough, but he moves to stand a bit slower than usual after a few mental checks. The path to the exit is at least very short, which works to his advantage, and after taking a moment to rest in the doorway and take a deep breath of fresh air, steps out and in to the grass.

If this were years ago, having Kurama here to take care of him would hav been a comfort. Now, the tight sensation in his chest is conflict. He both wants an yet despises the redhead’s proximity. Wants him closer and yet wants him to just stay away all in the same breath. As much as the fox’s death had hurt, somehow the fact of having him back again is simply harder to wrap his mind around. Or perhaps it’s more accurate to say his heart. At any rate the cool night air is helping, for the moment, and Hiei finally admits in low tones:

“I shouldn’t have eaten so much.” But Yukons had looked so encouraged by the fact he was eating that he had soldiered more than he should have.