"You are reckless!" He shoves muddied, silver hair away from his face and unleashes the clasps on his soiled armor.
Without thinking, she shoves her own hair back and reaches forward to ease it off him. "I wasn't trying to be reckless. I didn't know it was going to be like that out there!"
He pulls the drenched kimono from his shoulders, letting the material pool at his waist. "It was foolish to risk it."
"I wasn't trying to!" she spits back, ripping open her pack to dig for towels and clothing.
She packed two yukata after the last time.
