( Maybe it's because of how red in the face Inigo's turning, but Jingyi's starting to wonder if this isn't half some bizarre fever dream. His lips to twitch up at one corner, though, brows quirking.

Man, you made this bed, let him pull back the covers and invite you to lay down in it. That's plenty gentle. )

I would think the point is, is I want to be nice to you ( okay, true, but also, a little funny, because he knows he's also being a bit of a jackass not giving Inigo an easy way out; ) so it's in my interests to do that. No one said I wasn't selfish.

( He turns his hands palm-up, empty. Sorry, bro, you've gotta get through this feeling bad or otherwise! )

So be selfish for you, too.

( Look in his mind this is also a weird prep talk so??? You've got whatever this is, Inigo! )