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He seems to take it all in for a moment. Tidus's quiet words. The hand on his cheek. The way they're moving closer to each other, pretty much cuddling.

But when he does speak up, it's just with a soft: ".. Together?"

There is the one fear that Tidus may interpret that as thirstier than it is intended to be. Not that Inigo doesn't still like the idea of going for a round in there together, but probably not today. Somewhere between the mission and then this right after his body pretty much feels like it's made out of jello. His muscles ache. He's pretty sure another go might just straight up kill him.

So he makes sure to add a bit more, so his meaning is clearer.

"I just like you being near."

M-Maybe a little too homo, Inigo worries. But he figures that if there has ever been a moment to mask that sort of sentiment slightly, it's when they're together on the bed, as lazy as can be, all huddled up close together.

Should he deal with the rubber he still wears? Should he be considering anything, when it's comfortable like this, bones heavy and his head heavier, a mind that won't think about how he's curled up against the other, that it's what he wants? His thoughts not even going south when Inigo speaks that one word, but he doesn't mind it, one way or another.

He hums at first, and then: "Sure."

Simple, soft. He remembers the offer made before, and he can't be shy now about showering without the extra benefits. And it's just showering; he's not so unused to it with another guy around, has nothing to hide (and nothing, when it comes to Inigo).

He stares off towards nowhere, content, peaceful.

"Let's forget everything else for now."

"I'd like that."

Because there were a lot of things buzzing around in his head during the end of the mission. Even as they were suddenly all thrown back together into the luggage carriage. The first thing that truly distracted him from all the worries that haunted his mind was Tidus dragging him over to their room and leaving him unable to think about anything but Tidus.

.. he's okay with that, at least for a moment more. He'd like to just think about Tidus right now.

"Though.." When he continues, it's with a hint of amusement. "I think I'm going to fall asleep like this at this rate."

He's just too comfortable. And too tired. A deadly combination for a guy laying there naked and dirty.

"Isn't that the point?"

To fall asleep. Tidus wasn't sure there was any other plan in mind, or any consideration to do anything else. Even if he gives it room now, that there's other things to do - no, he can't. His mind is empty, his body as comfortable as it's going to be with the aches and bruises that continues to cling or linger like a ghost; wounds taken, wounds covered up.

All he wants is to be here though, his head on Inigo's shoulder, eyes drifting closed, no other place of concern in his mind.

"I wanna sleep," he asserts, to make clear, since it apparently already wasn't. "End of missions...always a drag." He nuzzles his head, getting it comfortable in the spot it's in. "Let's eat a lunchbox."

Screw making anything or even going to the kitchens.

Inigo lets out a slight noise, turning his head so his cheek is leaning against the top of Tidus's head.

"Okay." It's not like they aren't still going to have plenty of time to eat anything other than a lunchbox, after all. They'll probably be stuck on the train for the rest of the month. Or - if the train is planning to make another stop - at least for a week or two. That's plenty of time to do other things.

But right now.. Right now, it's just the time to lay here together, all cuddled up and warm.

"Want to see who can fall asleep first?" He mumbles, sounding kind of amused.

"Beat ya," comes his reply; a 'I'll' missing there, but the hint of punch to the answer is sure enough to know it's game on.

What a sight the pair of them would be to walk in on, but luckily, there'll never have to worry about that. And Tidus doesn't delay in trying to win this competition put forth - he'd be trying to win it even if Inigo hadn't challenged him.

Because everything is lulling him to sleep right now, and Tidus is more than happy to answer its call.

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