[Jun isn't very good with emotions. He's not sure what to do with Manabu's obvious distress. He watches the other for a few moments, letting him type in peace before going over and wiping the other's face with a napkin.]

[He puts a hand on the other's wrist, trying to still it for a moment.]

Manabu. Neither of us is going anywhere at the moment. You can afford to breathe. I know this place is constantly dangerous, but you need to breathe.