It's true. Inigo had been so busy launching himself at Gerome that he really hadn't taken in any of their surroundings.. so he hadn't even noticed the fact that the other had more than one bedroll spread out.

He only notices now Gerome mentions it. Inigo's gaze slooowly slides down, until he's looking at the bedrolls.. And though his cheeks colour a bit in shame that he didn't notice earlier, at the same time there's something really genuinely grateful about his smile. It's just.. the little ways Gerome shows he cares. Nothing means more to him than those.

"I don't know.. Maybe you just like spreading wide when you lie down to sleep." Even the joke sounds soft, and Inigo slowly releases his hold on Gerome to instead sit down on the extra bedroll Gerome brought along.

There's a second he's quiet, but then he slowly asks, "Gerome.. This may sound odd, but.. have you seen anything strange today?"

Inigo hasn't mentioned his vision to anyone. He didn't want them to worry. But it's still bothering him now, and he feels like if he doesn't at least try to talk about it, he won't be able to sleep at all tonight.

If Gerome hasn't seen anything odd.. then that's alright. He can just keep it to himself. Maybe this whole train ride has slowly been turning him crazy.