"Unfortunately not," he remarked with a tongue-and-cheek tone. While the person was an absolute pain in the ass, the fact that he was injured wasn't anything to worry about. "Do you have any fun friends like that, you being so social and all?"

The arm draped from shoulder down Cid's chest released the strings he had been playing with and drew back, his fingers and palm dragging up towards shoulder before moving back to settling a hand on the small of Cid's back as their positions shifted to accommodate whatever they were apparently engaging in right now.

His own head turned, scratching his own stubble against Cid's cheek and temple. "Unless you're embarrassed by me carrying you, I suppose. You might break your neck disembark a moving trolley..." It's not like the trolley hid anything from anyone.

But hey, if they were fast between stops...