Days had passed without incident, but Nana still remained wary, keeping her sickle with her at all times and never turning her back on Nobuchika for even a moment. After bathing the boy, she was settling in for the night, heading to put him down for sleep before he became too cranky and started to cry, laying him down in his cradle and pulling a blanket over him, soothing him for a while until he finally fell asleep. Nana smiled softly, gently stroking the babys forehead, watching him breathe steadily.