[Suga shakes his head with a relieved little laugh when Tsukki's face re-emerges. It's raw and red but not as tight and shadowy as earlier, and he counts that as a plus.]

You're never something to deal with.

[And then, to defuse the sheer emotional weight of that statement:]

Wanna stay for dinner? My parents should be back soon and my dad brings home take-out on Friday nights - heck, your appetite's so small that we could probably split my portion.