Sousuke blinked at the stop, though he definitely didn't miss the almost “crush” that got cut off. But when Ryouta singled him out his bunk, he offered a light shrug and nodded. “He won the janken throwdown for it.” Like it was that simple. Both he and Rin preferred the bottom bunk, so there had to be a loser in that one. Now, whatever Ryouta was assuming about that, well... that was Ryouta's internal commentary.

But he tilted his head back a little when a certain blonde leaned towards him with that next question. Sousuke frowned slightly. “Maybe,” he murmured. “Rin's a romantic, but he's not stupid.” A small sigh. “He has other things to focus on now besides what I feel; besides, he's heading for the Olympics so he won't be around much longer. I don't need him worrying about anything.” Most certainly not a boyfriend pining behind for him.

Onto another topic not titled “Sousuke's Personal Life.” He gave a slight hum of amusement at Ryouta's expense when he heard about him getting fussed at by his own crush-captain. “Maybe. Though I think boys wouldn't sneak in; they'd just stand and watch until their own coach told them to move.” After all, even at Samezuka, the swim team got a number of lookers. Half-naked guys in skin-tight swimsuits dripping wet? Who wouldn't want to watch that, right?