After Kamui finally got away from the dog's enthusiastic greetings (which involved much licking, chewing, and then squawking on Kamui's part), he slipped into Jowy's room, eyeing the prone form on the bed. What if... Jowy didn't wake up? He was probably the one Kamui was closest to right now. He didn't want to think of how he would deal with him not being around anymore...

"Jowy..." he said quietly, eyes sad and worried, before he took a seat on the bed, taking Jowy's closest hand and holding it in his own. Maybe this way Jowy would know he wasn't alone? That there was someone waiting for him...