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Wha--

[ It's not like Tidus's reaction is entirely out of line with what the other guy has been saying this entire time.. and yet it seems to startle Inigo all over again all the same, making him let out that surprised sound as he blinks at the other with wide eyes.

Maybe it's just since Inigo is easily startled and overdramatic - which is true - but maybe it's also since he didn't quite expect Tidus to keep pushing this hard.

Especially with this tone. Because.. ]

What? Why do you want this so bad? You don't even sound like you're trying to harass me! [ See, that's the main reason for him being so startled. He could understand if this was still a joke - though Inigo may be notoriously bad at telling when Tidus is joking or not - but the other sounds so grumpy about it?! ]

Seriously, what's with those things? [ At least he doesn't sound like he's making fun of Tidus, more just like he's.. baffled.. and his facial expression only seems to confirm as much. ] Do you have some special love for them? Like Prompto?

No? [ There's a questioning edge to the reply, when he thinks about Prompto's love for chocobos and then thinking about his own like for them, and - yeah, there's definitely a difference there. Cookie by his mouth, but he waits to finish talking first before taking another bird. ] I am nagging you, but it's 'cause I still don't get why you're so - this about them!

[ But should he be kinder to Inigo? Probably, and he'll relent and admit: ] I'm not really gonna buy one. But would you be like this if I wanted any other pet?

[ That's what he can't get. Would he be as thoughtful and rational about how a pet would fit in their room with any other animal? This doesn't sound like something either of them!! ]

...

I mean, if you really wanted a different animal, and it'd make you happy, I'd let you do it.. [ Even if it would be pretty inconvenient, as evidenced by Inigo's chocobo-induced thought spiral just now. ] .. Even if it was a chocobo, I guess..

[ Inigo isn't cruel enough to deny Tidus his dreams when it comes down to it, okay, despite the baby fit he was throwing here.

.. though he's still mumbling that part. ]

I just think the way they look is freaky.

[ ...That's about the best conclusion to this subject, isn't it. It can't really be called a conversation, with all their dumbery.

All Tidus can do is sigh with some resignation, even if- ]

Inigo... you are a hundred percent wrong. But, I respect you as my friend.

[ Even if you are wrong and incorrect about chocobos. But listen to this fair compromise, at Tidus's understanding expression - that it's okay if his friend has a bad opinion!

Regardless, he goes on: ] I'll think about it. Anyway, for now, your flowers looking good? Don't need to feed 'em with some - [ he waves a hand ] - water?

[ It's okay bro, this evens out against your bad opinions about entirely different things!!

Which is why Inigo doesn't seem to take Tidus's opinion of his own opinion as anything offensive. Instead he just glances back at the flowers when the other mentions them before shaking his head. ]

No, I'm just moving some of them a little further apart. They all need a little bit more space of their own to grow now they're getting bigger. [ Don't want them to start to mess with each other's growth! ]

I wonder if the greenhouse is going to run out of space sometime soon at this rate.

[ Oh, moving them? A hassle. Tidus reaches out with his forefinger, poking the closest petal leaning in his direction with the rest of its flower. Poke. (Signs that Tidus would never be good at actually growing, himself-- ]

Time to bug the train for more greenhouse space? [ Hmm. ] Was that one of the poll votes? You could just move them if it gets that bad.

[ Out into the garden, or wherever. Get some pots and take the dirt, though it shouldn't really be Inigo to do that when his lot were here first. But it's an idle thought, suggested half-heartedly. A glimpse at his book with his account of the questioning in view, but he doesn't take in any of the words. ]

You gardeners will start putting up shelves and growing on the walls before long.

Right?

[ Inigo seems to find the suggestion funny more than anything, a smile starting to grow on his face. Small at first, but then slowly growing wider. ]

We should see if we can maybe get some of those hanging pots! I'm pretty sure I saw them on a mission before.. [ Though maybe one from a long time ago, judging by the fact that Inigo doesn't immediately seem able to recall which one. ] That way we'd have more space!

[ And please, as if Inigo wouldn't be the first to move his plants if someone else needed the space, because he's a selfsacrificial idiot-- ]

I'm sure we'll find a solution in this carriage. After all, it's not like I can take over our entire room with plants when my roommate was gracious enough to not let a huge pet take over our room instead. [ He smiles. Look, he can be generous too, bro! ]

[ A smile tugs onto his lips, turning sly with the dip of his brows as a thought occurs. ]

Y'know, that wyvern of yours technically counts as one. And I can't have a giant chocobo? You really are taking over the whole room. [ No wonder why Inigo doesn't want a chocobo! It has nothing to do with their beaky faces at all! ]

I'll have to start pushing back. See what else I can fit in there... [ Not a lot at all. He rests his elbow on his knee, a fist under his chin.

But he can think up some later, if he decides to actually care. For now he rises onto his feet proper, searching where Gibbs is amongst the other plants before looking back at Inigo. ]

You got any washing? Might head to the washers, see if there's anything in the room. 'm bored enough.

[ To be clean. ]

[ He nods. ]

I left some stuff in our room. I was going to bring it there once I was done with the plants. [ In other words - if Tidus apparently feels like doing it, then it's appreciated if he'd take along Inigo's stuff as well.

But it's the mention of being bored that has him stopping for a moment after he says that, staring up at Tidus. There's a faint bit of surprise, but also a smile on Inigo's face. ]

Are you that bored though? It isn't like you to volunteer for chores.

[ He glances around, quickly determining that they're the only ones in the carriage and that it doesn't look like there's anyone entering either, and then he raises to his feet in a split second, holding his soil-covered hands behind his back as he leans over to give Tidus a quick kiss.

It's very brief though. Almost playful, teasing, with a slanted smile on his face, a hint of what else they could do - once Inigo is done, anyway. Dirty gardener is not exactly a sexy look, he thinks.

Inigo is already moving back down to sit next to his flowers again in a moment, like nothing ever happened. ]

Mm, you know, platform days...

[ Or so Tidus is mumbling, in that 'you know' way; how everything gets thrown off-kilter, but also not. So it goes for Tidus, never quite knowing how to settle or get back into the groove.

But then there's lips against his, another in his space, near his face; the latter staying longer than the former before they both leave, Inigo tending back to his flowers, a man doing nothing out of the ordinary.

If he's going to do things like that, can't the flowers wait? But it spurs in Tidus a recollection, a subject he's wanted to touch on; and the desire to say something cool and suggestive bumbles around in his throat, the words not quite there.

He takes a few steps in the direction of their room, facing away from Inigo, but lingers there. Hesitating.

Then- ]

When you're done, can you meet me back in our room? There's something I want to talk to you about. --Later, [ he adds quick, looking back. ]

Promise, nothing bad.

[ There's a curious little sound when Tidus first speaks up. A slight 'hm?' from Inigo as he looks up from the flowers, turning his head to stare over where Tidus has already moved further away from him.

It's immediately followed by the threat of anxiety starting to swell up within him - as it always does, especially when someone says something so.. relatively omnious, no matter how innocent Tidus's intentions behind it might be.

Thank Naga that he adds the last part. Inigo blushes a bit, as if realising the other knows him well enough to know he has to quell any anxiety after saying something like that. ]

.. really nothing bad? [ Inigo says, as if he needs just that tad bit more reassurance. ] You promise?

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