Tidus shuts down, 'puts away' the other treadmill in much the same way, but does it with his own going on either side to do it - also a pain that you never have to deal with, if you go out running yourself. (A miniscule pain, but Tidus thrives off small complaints that run through his head.)

He wants to tuck the two boxes together, but compact in this way, they're heavier, not worth the effort it would take when they're better with the space split between them. The thought taken from the forefront of his mind anyway, when Jingyi speaks. Tidus turns to him, and a sheepish expression flashes over his face, temporarily; until he smiles, rests a fist on his side.

"No reason to hide who we are, right?" Which is...easier said than done, when Tidus isn't sure what part his dream side should play in his life, what it matters; but that's not a question to be answered in one single night, and it's more of a callback to earlier misunderstandings - of being who they want to be, showing what they like, of themselves.

"But thanks, back. I should be getting to bed anyway, too... Inigo'll be looking for me if I don't."

He says it like a joke, somewhat. More than he could say, but it's late, and probably better that they indulge in rest and sleep before staying up any further.