The items get taken once they're passed onto him. Tidus isn't going to reject them, no matter how peculiar weight of the camera is to hold, a heaviness growing in the pit of his stomach and in the back of his throat. All of it telling Tidus he should just give them back, shove them Roland's way and tell him to find another guy.

It's an indecision trembling along the line of his lips, the flicker of his eyes. An indecision refusing to let him speak, while knowing he isn't the guy to do this. He couldn't even do right by Inigo. Who did he think he was now, playing some kind of--uncover whatever, to get back at the train?

But he doesn't know how to, and he's stuck there, staring at the items, wishing he could just...escape. Just redo this day and never leave his cabin in the first place.