He lets out a huff at that being what he's greeted with.
But at this point Inigo is in such a good mood that it's not even an annoyed huff. It almost sounds kind of amused, and suddenly he starts running again - just a few steps, enough so that when he stops, he's gliding right over the wet rock underneath. He spreads his arms, posing dramatically.
"Behold! Inigo of Ylisse, son of the Exalt, carrier of the blood of the Divine Draaa.. oah!"
He almost trips. Of course he almost trips mid-introduction. Inigo only manages to keep himself from falling head-first into the water at the very last moment.
His face starts to turn slightly red, and he quickly climbs into the same pool of water as Tidus, making it easier to hide his flustered face in the steam.
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But at this point Inigo is in such a good mood that it's not even an annoyed huff. It almost sounds kind of amused, and suddenly he starts running again - just a few steps, enough so that when he stops, he's gliding right over the wet rock underneath. He spreads his arms, posing dramatically.
"Behold! Inigo of Ylisse, son of the Exalt, carrier of the blood of the Divine Draaa.. oah!"
He almost trips. Of course he almost trips mid-introduction. Inigo only manages to keep himself from falling head-first into the water at the very last moment.
His face starts to turn slightly red, and he quickly climbs into the same pool of water as Tidus, making it easier to hide his flustered face in the steam.
"You saw nothing."