( At this rate, there is nothing people won't think, so give them more, always more. Or give the bunk across from them a look of such apparent disgust that even tired, Jingyi has to open his eyes again and try to straighten up to communicate wordlessly the horrors of these bunks and their terribleness.
There's zero comfort sharing that tiny space with two adult-enough bodies. Not that either of them are bulky, but those things are narrow, so: )
There's no space.
( Implying: dragon it is. He can't say it's the feel of the bunks that bothers him, he sleeps on planked wood with a thin pad over it, but the narrowness. Still, that's decided, apparently, and he shoves away (gently, he's trying to steady himself) and goes for fumbling to pulling his hoodie off so he can shift and wiggle out of substantially less clothing than last time. Only, well. He only had a hoodie on, so apologies, Inigo, avert thine gaze for thine own saketh, young Master Knight. )
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There's zero comfort sharing that tiny space with two adult-enough bodies. Not that either of them are bulky, but those things are narrow, so: )
There's no space.
( Implying: dragon it is. He can't say it's the feel of the bunks that bothers him, he sleeps on planked wood with a thin pad over it, but the narrowness. Still, that's decided, apparently, and he shoves away (gently, he's trying to steady himself) and goes for fumbling to pulling his hoodie off so he can shift and wiggle out of substantially less clothing than last time. Only, well. He only had a hoodie on, so apologies, Inigo, avert thine gaze for thine own saketh, young Master Knight. )