"I just want to make sure." It only takes a minute or so for him to set aside the tea bags and bring the tea into Ciro's room. He's not surprised by the greenery - the festival is coming up, after all - and he's seen the Daimon poster enough to make it not as well be there. He crosses the room cautiously, and hands Ciro his tea, making sure he has a firm grasp on it before letting go. He sits down next to his brother, leaning against him slightly.

... It really is late, and he has to teach in the morning, but it's fine. He's taught on less sleep. "Here. ... Don't drink it too fast." His free hand goes to rub Ciro's back gently, trying to soothe him. He's still worried... but if it persists, then he'll worry more. No sense in trying to puzzle it out this early in the morning.