Gerome nodded and, when Tidus began to walk, he followed suit and fell into step beside him.

"I have only taken part in one of these missions..." Gerome spoke after a moment of two contemplating Tidus' words. "I am in no position to speak on past missions." A pause... a hesitation. "... However, it is strange for me, to be inactive for so long. It seems that my whole life has been one of fighting. That is normal for me. Fighting was the normal part of that mission, though being unarmed was... infuriating." It was the rest of it that bothered Gerome. Helping strangers. Rebuilding. Moving debris and saving those buried. It had all been very odd for him. But not as annoying as he had first believed it would be. Just... strange.