In truth I am shocked you found a limit. [given their entire first meeting was just endless questions and ideas that looped around each other without pause. maybe he will buy a stopwatch, he thinks pal could break that record here, with all the nonsense to make a topic of.]

I think they fell off the arm over there. [he offers, untangling slowly and rising with only minimal complaint from his knee about all that nonsense. he watches pal for a few moments, letting it sink in again. they're here, he's taking what feels like the most worthwhile risk he's taken since the night hextech was born, this could hurt in ways he can barely fathom and in a merciless place. no amount of dedication will stop a beast, or the sea calling pal back to it. it is safe to say they are both on borrowed time in more ways than one.

still he basks in the warmth he feels when pal is able to find his glasses and he reaches out to pull pal back to the bunk with him. he basks in it when he plucks the glasses off pal's face again with a small grin and sets them carefully to a safe surface.] Now, let us see what we can do about that restlessness of yours.

[he says when he has pal lying back against the sheets, this time his hands creeping up under pal's shirt before he dedicates himself to doing just that.]