[CycloneKira]

Akira smiles at her. "Don't worry about it, Yusa," he says, gently. "It's not like I know more than that either. Well, except for some minor cooking that my mother taught me." He shrugs. He can see that it bothers her, not being able to help much. But they have enough skill to be able to support themselves. No need to do anything fancy.

"As for stitching, my father taught me how to do it for injuries. Let me see..." He searches around in his bag and smiles as he finds what he was looking for: a suture kit. "I don't know whether stitching clothes and stitching injuries are the same, but, well.... if they're not, at least we've got one thing covered." He smiles.