( ... Jingyi wonders what in the world goes on in Inigo's head sometimes, butt but right now, he doesn't get it. He scoots forward, letting his legs dangle off the bunk so his feet touch the ground, shaking his head.

Why do people make their lives complicated? Clearly mystery man matters, or else why run over in a fluster to turn down someone who hadn't... been trying to whatever him. It would be funnier if the soul ending sigh didn't instead make him tired. )

Not until you tell me, I won't. So talk! You've got my full attention.

( up to the point where he passes out, at least, forgive him. He lets his tail flop down to the floor, a living line of scales and fur. Ugh... he needs to do a full brushing soon... )

I can start guessing, but that seems dumb with you right here.