Oh, hey man...

Ping walked back to his room, he has been away the whole day hunting and now he was pretty tired. He opened the door, throwing the arc and the lance on the floor and stepping toward the bed: only in a second moment he noticed Tulio, he didn't think to find him there. "Oh, hey Tulio" he greeted with a smile

Tulio was lying on the bed, looking up at the ceiling, tracing patterns that weren't there.
His upper body was still bare. He wasn't sure if he would ever find a new shirt in this place, but that wasn't what was worrying him. That was far from what was on his mind.
Why was he so warm, and why did his heart race so fast? Why could he not seem to get the image of Rose and that beast out of his head? Every emotion boiled inside of him until he felt like he needed to cry to let it all out.
But he didn't. He wouldn't. Not for a girl, when had he ever been this weak?
"Oh, hi," he said and smiled weakly as he looked at Ping in the door.
He simply raised his head a little to meet Ping's gaze, but did not sit up on the bed.

When Tulio barely moved to greet him back, he frowned: why didn't he raise? Why that weak smile? He was usually so happy and funny, what had happened?
"Hey man, you ok?" he asked coming closer and moving like he wanted to seat on the bed, but in the end he didn't fearing to disturb or upset him

He sat up only when it looked like Ping would take a seat. He didn't want to occupy the whole bed if Ping wanted to sit.
"Yeah, I'm fine," he said and tried to laugh it off weakly, before he rubbed his face, trying to make the feeling go away. Trying to delete whatever morbid facial expression that must have given him away to Ping.

"Oh... w-well, o-ok..." he started rubbing his neck: he wasn't good with those stuffs, and maybe Tulio wasn't even bad, maybe it had only been his impression, and also he could even don't want to talk... but... Tulio was his friend: he had helped him so much and so many times... "B-but... if you... if you need to talk or... whatever... just... just know that... i would listen..." it was a really clumsy why just to point that he was there for him

"I know kid," he laughed, but deep down he was truely happy to have Ping there for him.
He had never thought he would need moral or mental support, but having Ping had been.. nice.
"Just girl problems," he said and rolled his eyes, trying to laugh it away.

Tulio laughed but... Ping understood that it wasn't his usual happy mood... his eyes weren't laughing with his mouth... he didn't even know how he could be able to notice those little details but he actually was... trying to distract himself, as well as trying to find something for Tulio, he in the end told him "Hey, there's... full moon out there..." and saying it he pointed at it in the window "it's... beautiful..." he continued using on purpouse the adjective "wanna... wanna go out for a walk?"

He couldn't help the gleam in his eyes when Ping mentioned the full moon. He had been too focused on his own thoughts to even think about it, but now he was turning quickly on the bed too look out the window. Ping had been right.
For a few seconds Tulio did nothing but stare at it, it truely was beautiful.
"What are we waiting for?" he asked, honestly excited now with a crooked smile.
Ping really did know how to cheer him up. Tulio couldn't begin to explain how grateful he was.

Ping smiled when Tulio turned to him excited and happier: it had been a good idea. With a new smile he opened the door and walked out, waiting for Tulio, to leave with him their room.