There's another soft groan, but it's quieter this time.

And a moment later he goes quiet entirely. Seems like Inigo really was exhausted enough - though not just by the swimming, but also the mental exercise in trying to avoid thinking too much about the horrible vision he had this morning - to fall asleep right there. He hasn't even noticed the sand in his hair, especially since the hair ruffling is exactly the kind of comfort Inigo needs to fall asleep like this.

Look, he'll watch Tidus's blitzball demonstration when he wakes up, okay. And swim more. But just give him ten minutes here.