"Regular teasing Tidus and me are the same guy!" And to return to where they were before, Tidus shifts Inigo temporarily, just so he can wrap an arm back around his shoulders, let him come back to rest on his. "But I like you too. Hey, how 'bout we try and catch some fish? Later. I wanna try some cooking -- I'll let you have some too."

There, no need to think about anything but the future. ...A future of potential fishing disasters.