He jokes it without thinking, an opening that doesn't need thinking about. Except when it's said and Tidus realises what he's done, the slip of brightness that crossed his face - a smile, the shift of his eyebrows - shrinks, and he casts his attentions back away. An apology in his throat. A discomfort in his chest.
"I'll-- see what I can do." He doesn't exactly hurry it out, but he doesn't delay. "I don't think I can stay up too late; Blue Team'll be moving early. And I...still need to check out the stores. Take those clubs in."
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He jokes it without thinking, an opening that doesn't need thinking about. Except when it's said and Tidus realises what he's done, the slip of brightness that crossed his face - a smile, the shift of his eyebrows - shrinks, and he casts his attentions back away. An apology in his throat. A discomfort in his chest.
"I'll-- see what I can do." He doesn't exactly hurry it out, but he doesn't delay. "I don't think I can stay up too late; Blue Team'll be moving early. And I...still need to check out the stores. Take those clubs in."