"Small favors," he muttered, looking away as Soubi sat down to give him that courtesy. He, of course, then immediately shifted to sit next to Soubi to soak in his warmth (and if asked, no other reason, nope). He bowed his head, hating that he felt like a terrible son, a terrible brother, a terrible friend for not wanting to be home but he rather liked not being disappointed with every new day while in the ocean. His tail swished, kicking up some sand as he hugged the robe around his frame and closed his eyes.

"No, not hurt." Not that he could really tell. "Cold, though."