[ Nagasone's luck is absolutely terrible, that's how he got this if it can be considered "deserved". Still, Kanesade took the time to check on him, yelled at Hori or Kashuu to bring Dad more soup... Nagasone can return that favor for Kanesan caring like a Kanesan would. For now, he's throwing some snow into a large bowl of water. The weather has some use when everyone's burning up. ]

You won't die. Now, come on...

[ He wrings out one of the towels, rolling over the blanket cocoon so he can find Kanesada's face for it. His hair isn't helping, it's wrapped itself around the blanket like another layer. ]

I think you'll still be pretty, but shouldn't you be asking Kashuu for that? HE's the one with makeup.