"So he's the kind of guy who fights for sport." Or so it sounds like, an amused expression on Tidus's face. "That sounds great in an army."

Would anyone in the Spira army get away with that? He can't imagine it. He can barely imagine it now. ...okay, no, he totally could, but exactly as Inigo described him: as a protag from one of the fantasy stories in the library.

"Sooo, you didn't have a cool one-liner?" Griiinning. "No, wait! You're a prince, right? You have one of those crowns? Princes wear crowns in the movies. The gold headbands? And the big long cape?"

There may (absolutely) be a light teasing to the question.