When it's just sex, he usually can keep going after the initial offline period, and he might be able to like this as well, but there's something in particular about having their energies combined like that that always leaves him more languid, less likely to spur into either much motion or a second round. (He does, however, particularly enjoy being fucked while he's like this, so long as he has to make absolutely no effort about it himself.)

He closes his eyes and relaxes into the feel of Azwel petting through his hair, the residual feeling of their energies twined around one another making him entirely more comfortable than he should be, considering how little Azwel remembers...

His lips curl and his eyes open slowly when Azwel mentions the sea,

"You should. We lived there. Along with some others," it's a little cut and dry, but his brain feels like it's melted along with the rest of him.