[ There's a bit of a grumble as Inigo tries to untangle their forms enough for both of them to be able to sit up on the couch, rather than lay there together like some sort of mashed up together boys heap. (No, h-he's not groaning when he sits up and senses the sudden pressure on his butt, t-that's just your imagination!!) ]
It's not the getting to our room part I was talking about. [ Please, he was already planning on them doing this in their room in the first place! It sure would have meant less trouble with putting all clothes back on and looking presentable enough to move through the train corridors, for one.
But Inigo is already getting to work at cleaning himself up over here. ]
It's the carrying part. I thought you'd get embarrassed.
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It's not the getting to our room part I was talking about. [ Please, he was already planning on them doing this in their room in the first place! It sure would have meant less trouble with putting all clothes back on and looking presentable enough to move through the train corridors, for one.
But Inigo is already getting to work at cleaning himself up over here. ]
It's the carrying part. I thought you'd get embarrassed.