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[blitzcheer]

I said later! [ 'Simple touch' later, Inigo! Tidus waves a hand. ] I wanna do something, move! C'mon, it's way too early to be sitting around in here.

[ Look at him, Inigo, he's starting to do a light jog on the spot! ]

I'll even set up the dance coaches if they sound more fun. Don't you wanna burn some energy too?

[ Sometimes you just wanna go, Inigo! ]

[flatteries]

[ Some of us weren't made for fitness, Tidus.

Though it's the mention of the dance coaches that seems to quiet Inigo's whining - for the moment anyway - and instead make him look more like he's considering this option. ]

I guess we could do a few rounds with the dance coaches.. [ That's definitely more fun.

Sorry, swords. ]

.. and then I can get the simple touch afterwards? [ Why is he so invested in this. ]

[blitzcheer]

[ Inigo just wants a hug, doesn't he.

But when they keep saying 'simple touch' - or when Inigo's the one to say it this time - Tidus has it in the back of his throat to ask what a simple touch is in his mind, to turn it southward, implying in nature.

...And that's tempting to ask now, but he decides against it, leave it to see if Inigo would be in the mood after. ]

Deal. Alright. But I call when we're done! No simple touching 'til I say so.

[ If he will be, too.

(As if he isn't already considering the showers, for this.) ]