[ Cid is heading towards the dorms at a brisk pace, but it's plausible enough that there's work to be done there. There's still plenty to move into its rightful place now that everyone has settled in.

He doesn't look back, but he pauses when Sylvain's hand lands on his shoulder. ]

Sore, more like. Tired, if you want to make a fuss about it... But that makes two of us, eh? And I don't see you settling down for a nap.