I suppose when you get down to specifics. [Sakuma had practically trained himself to keep calm when in front of Kidou. The boy was perceptive to those feelings, and if he wanted to maintain his friendship with him...he had to steel himself. He remembers Jimon saying he was a perfect lieutenant, with how faithfully he served under Kidou with almost no question.

It was a skill he mastered, in order to hide his true feelings. And it took a lot more to perfect than Jimon or anyone might think.]

If it's uncomfortable, I don't mind sleeping on the floor.

[A small offer, and one he hopes slips under Kidou's radar as he moves to make room for the boy's duffel bags. It was separated enough from Sakuma's own to make it indistinguishable. He knew Kidou would need that separation--hell, he knew Kidou more than he knew himself.

But the corner of his eye catches, noticing one very strange, very Kidou Yuuto thing. He didn't get the luxury of tagging along to combat Aliea, so he'd never seen his friend sleep before. And while Sakuma may have had his reasons for wearing his eyepatch to sleep...Kidou had no such obligation to.

He was doing this just because.


And honestly...he's not sure if he should be surprised or not.]

Kidou--[Do you really sleep with your goggles, you weirdo.] I'll go give you some privacy.