There's just a little too much dragging him towards - what feels like - his inevitable demise involved in this vacation here. And Inigo sure doesn't like it. Nope.

To be fair, he was curious about the hot springs. Inigo does really want to try them out too. He told himself that it might just be okay. Maybe it won't be as bad as he thought. Maybe he'll be there and suddenly decide that he can take baring his skin in front of Tidus. Maybe he's just making it seem scarier in his mind than it really is.

But now they're here, and it's really happening? Inigo realises that he was absolutely making it seem the right level of scary. He can't do this. He needs to find a way out.

"Ah.. Y-Yes, I have them right here.." Inigo stares at the wall as if he's staring death itself into the eyes once they're actually inside of the building, and he shakily pulls a pair of shorts - of course they're pink with a floral pattern, what did you expect - out of the bag..

.. only to notice that, once he's turned back to face Tidus, the other's shirt is already off.

His face goes from 'still keeping things fairly well together by Inigo standards' to beet red in two seconds flat.