[ Something does feel a little off. But it's hard to place, especially since half of Inigo's mind is slowly slipping away into darkness, taking away his ability to consider it all very much. It's not the tight hold that tips him off, since Inigo actually quite likes it.. but it's something about how quiet Roland's voice suddenly is, and something about his breathing doesn't quite sound right..
Is it just because Roland has been so tired? Is it because of all the things that must have been on his mind recently? The visions back on that island, the situation with Tidus, maybe more that Inigo doesn't even know about-- the things that he can't seem to get off the other's mind, no matter how hard he tries to distract Roland with just about anything.
So even though the other guy says it's enough, it doesn't feel that way. What Inigo is giving him can't be enough until he can find something to do to make it better. It can't be enough until he's giving to Roland what Roland gives to him.
So he sleepily groans, shifting a little. His hands move, and it's like he's trying to hold onto Roland even tighter as well, like that may be enough to let the other feel better. (It probably won't, but what else can he do?) ]
About me..? [ He mumbles though at the latter words once they come. He doesn't like talking about himself, but there's no way he could tell Roland no in a situation where he'd do just about anything for the other.
Though, even as sleepy as he is, he knows there's so much he has to avoid mentioning. Huge chunks of his life that he has to hide away from Roland forever, if he can. He'd just make the other worry more. ]
When we were little.. my big sister and I sometimes tried to switch places. When I didn't want to attend a swordfighting lesson with Frederick, or she didn't want to do her dancing lessons.. we just put on the other's clothes and went in their place. She could tuck her hair in so it was much shorter, and my voice was higher back then, so we seemed very much alike..
[ His tone is sleepy, but fond. He loves his sister so much. He misses her so much. Especially now, during these days when he's felt so unsure of everything. He misses his beacon. ]
But we were really just dumb kids. Our Brands aren't in the same eye, so of course everyone figured out right away that they had the wrong kid in front of them. And yet we never knew how they always figured it out so easily..
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Is it just because Roland has been so tired? Is it because of all the things that must have been on his mind recently? The visions back on that island, the situation with Tidus, maybe more that Inigo doesn't even know about-- the things that he can't seem to get off the other's mind, no matter how hard he tries to distract Roland with just about anything.
So even though the other guy says it's enough, it doesn't feel that way. What Inigo is giving him can't be enough until he can find something to do to make it better. It can't be enough until he's giving to Roland what Roland gives to him.
So he sleepily groans, shifting a little. His hands move, and it's like he's trying to hold onto Roland even tighter as well, like that may be enough to let the other feel better. (It probably won't, but what else can he do?) ]
About me..? [ He mumbles though at the latter words once they come. He doesn't like talking about himself, but there's no way he could tell Roland no in a situation where he'd do just about anything for the other.
Though, even as sleepy as he is, he knows there's so much he has to avoid mentioning. Huge chunks of his life that he has to hide away from Roland forever, if he can. He'd just make the other worry more. ]
When we were little.. my big sister and I sometimes tried to switch places. When I didn't want to attend a swordfighting lesson with Frederick, or she didn't want to do her dancing lessons.. we just put on the other's clothes and went in their place. She could tuck her hair in so it was much shorter, and my voice was higher back then, so we seemed very much alike..
[ His tone is sleepy, but fond. He loves his sister so much. He misses her so much. Especially now, during these days when he's felt so unsure of everything. He misses his beacon. ]
But we were really just dumb kids. Our Brands aren't in the same eye, so of course everyone figured out right away that they had the wrong kid in front of them. And yet we never knew how they always figured it out so easily..