Esteban nearly drops Tidus the moment he spots him. His hold on the blond gets weaker through his hands, but stronger by way of a wing, half supporting him, and for one, swooping moment, there's a hurried forwards movement where Tidus doesn't have the time to follow, which finally, finally registers for the half-dragon. He stumbles back into holding him again, taking a deep breath to check their surroundings--
Oh, thank the Guardian he doesn't have that they haven't dismantled the corner near the ICP. It's nothing more than a small nook, but it'll serve their purpose, because Esteban isn't sure how many people are going to be trickling in, but the center of the storage is sure to get busy, fast. He stays rooted on the spot for one more moment, making sure that he's not hallucinating-- he's not, he knows he's not, but it's been stressful and Esteban doesn't like looking away, not right now-- before tugging at Tidus lightly.
"C'mon. We'll sit in the corner, 'cause once I crash, we're not movin' from there," Esteban promises-shares, even though he really doesn't want to leave Inigo, not for a second, but if they just flop in the middle of the carriage, they're going to be in the way, and then people are going to come by and there'll be a need to move again and Esteban just wants ten uninterrupted minutes where he's allowed to hug the absolute hell out of his two companions, thanks.
(and if that makes him sound like a greedy dragon curling protectively over his hoard, well, he can't really deny it)
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Oh, thank the Guardian he doesn't have that they haven't dismantled the corner near the ICP. It's nothing more than a small nook, but it'll serve their purpose, because Esteban isn't sure how many people are going to be trickling in, but the center of the storage is sure to get busy, fast. He stays rooted on the spot for one more moment, making sure that he's not hallucinating-- he's not, he knows he's not, but it's been stressful and Esteban doesn't like looking away, not right now-- before tugging at Tidus lightly.
"C'mon. We'll sit in the corner, 'cause once I crash, we're not movin' from there," Esteban promises-shares, even though he really doesn't want to leave Inigo, not for a second, but if they just flop in the middle of the carriage, they're going to be in the way, and then people are going to come by and there'll be a need to move again and Esteban just wants ten uninterrupted minutes where he's allowed to hug the absolute hell out of his two companions, thanks.
(and if that makes him sound like a greedy dragon curling protectively over his hoard, well, he can't really deny it)