That's what Inigo realises more than anything as he listens to Tidus. It's all so dumb. His thoughts, his feelings, too easily bruised like a peach. Here he is, having been thinking these sorts of things for forever, and now he's hearing the exact same thoughts coming as words out of Tidus's mouth.
Inigo reaches a hand up, rubbing his temple. By Naga, he feels so tired by now. He's going to need the biggest nap ever after this. His eyes feel so dry from all the crying he's done. But even with that exhaustion hanging over him, he smiles.
"Hey, can you not say that kind of stuff in front of someone who feels like he's way less smart and cool than you are?"
The hand that was rubbing his temple now instead forms a fist, reaching out to lightly and playfully knock against Tidus's shoulder now they're no longer hugging. His tone is light, casual.
"You're going to make me look bad. If you're not all that great, then what does that make me, huh?"
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That's what Inigo realises more than anything as he listens to Tidus. It's all so dumb. His thoughts, his feelings, too easily bruised like a peach. Here he is, having been thinking these sorts of things for forever, and now he's hearing the exact same thoughts coming as words out of Tidus's mouth.
Inigo reaches a hand up, rubbing his temple. By Naga, he feels so tired by now. He's going to need the biggest nap ever after this. His eyes feel so dry from all the crying he's done. But even with that exhaustion hanging over him, he smiles.
"Hey, can you not say that kind of stuff in front of someone who feels like he's way less smart and cool than you are?"
The hand that was rubbing his temple now instead forms a fist, reaching out to lightly and playfully knock against Tidus's shoulder now they're no longer hugging. His tone is light, casual.
"You're going to make me look bad. If you're not all that great, then what does that make me, huh?"