[There's a shadow of a wince, but that still draws no more reaction from him than a huffed sigh.

His free hand reaches up, arm circling behind Tide's neck and tugging him down, to were Tide's face would be hidden against Zexion's chest.]

Much as it may sometimes seem to the contrary, telepathy is not one of my talents. I cannot untangle your thoughts when you yourself do not know what you want of them, or of me.