His fingers uncurl halfway to his chest before settling over the swell of the muscle there, fingers pressed parallel to his sternum. With the application of just a little of his weight, Tidus is pinned. There's no real reason for him to do it, except perhaps to give a secondary, belated warning that the hands in his hair stay clear of his ponytail this time. It's the only warning he's given. His mouth moves from the slope of his shoulder to the soft space below the crook of his jawline, then to his temple, mirroring the path he took in reverse. Tidus's hair smells, predictably, of the water that the Blitz sphere is filled with.

While his chin is still tilted up, Auron turns to kiss his smile. Then, before he can reciprocate, he says, "Downstairs.", lifts his restraining hand from his chest, and pulls himself free of his arms.

Without looking back, he makes to go ahead of him.