[ He didn't say anything else, already able to tell just how drained she was. Whether it was unnatural or not, Kazuma didn't know or care to know. Right now, he just focused on carrying her back into her room, shouldering the door open with his free shoulder, and laying her back down on her bed.
... There was a second where he debated simply walking off, leaving her in bed to rest up. But then he mentally cursed himself before taking a seat next to the bed. ]