"It's nothing. I'm not letting you go out on your own," Tidus dismisses, his own stubbornness firm, refusing to back down. He won't ditch Inigo, not if he's going to go searching for a fight.

"If you're going back out there, so am I. Just be careful, alright?" Says the guy probably with a stitch. "I don't want you pulling a muscle in the middle of a swing!"