"Are we feeling?" Tracer laughed as if he hadn't thought of it, even if he had, and as he descended the stairs he was already stripping his shirt off, letting it drop at the foot of them and then turning to face his brother, looking nothing but inviting and easy, happy. "I thought we could sink in." And that could mean both, or neither, as long as they were together in the dirt, he wasn't sure it would matter.