[When Katsura picks up his ankle, Gintoki makes his leg as heavy as possible, refusing to budge a muscle. Zura was still here, he was still weirdly fussing over him, and he wasn't sure if he actually wanted the other to get out or not. It must have been this place, this weird place where he didn't have all the things he was used to. Once he starts getting pulled a bit, he'll roll over onto his back with a drawn out complaint.]

Stoooop it, stop. I don't wanna move, I'll sleep here. I don't wanna go a centimeter from this spot. Oi Zura-- [Pause for a big yawn; he'll give a good stretch too, letting his arms flop down over his head.]

You're not listening! Oi, stop being weird and go home already!

[more and more though, it's something he feels like he should say, rather than something he feels like he means.]