[ Thankfully even Inigo of all people can catch on to the fact that Roland is joking here. So there's no nerves, no getting upset, no dramatic tears. Nothing of the sort. Even before the other bursts out in laughter like that, Inigo already knows the words that are about to follow. ]

.. Thank you, father.

[ It's quiet, but a quiet, very genuine gratitude. One that's only made stronger by Roland's specific use of the words 'my pup'. It feels so important, so sweet. To think that Roland would feel strongly enough about him to say 'my'.

How could Inigo even think about sneaking out to go work in the face of that? ]

I've already told you before, but.. I really do sleep a lot better when I'm near someone else. So.. thank you. [ Especially since Roland may just be the best possible person to sleep near to. No one makes him feel as safe, as cared for. It comes natural, as if Roland has been his father for his entire life now.

Inigo glances at the lunchboxes. Not empty yet, but then again, he's not sure how much more he can eat right now. ]

.. do you want to go sleep now?