He starts, but his voice trails off. "I kind of wanted to see you," he almost says, but it doesn't feel right. Because that would just spiral right back down into "But I didn't think you'd want to see me," or "I didn't deserve to see you though," and that's not something they can use right now. Not when they're hugging each other, obviously more than alright with the other's presence, wanting so badly for the other to be okay.
So he shakes off the thought, though he still opts to be honest here. Even if it's about something else entirely.
"I.. was kind of planning on just staying here, honestly.." He didn't want to face anyone. He thought he only would mess up more. Or that people would just tell him how much he hurt them, how terrible of a friend he was.
Since Tidus moved a bit already, Inigo does too. But he doesn't let go of Tidus at all. Instead he just pulls his head back enough so Tidus can actually see his expression. The tears are still flowing, but less than before - nothing more than a light trinkle across the ugly stains his earlier tears had already drawn on his cheeks.
"Actually, I've-- A.. A lot has happened with me too." Gerome, foremost. Reno, secondmost. And then him screwing up with just about every single one of his friends... "So I.. I felt the same. I also didn't know what to do. I kind of thought it'd be better if I just stayed hidden away here, so I wouldn't bother anyone.." He smiles, though it's wry. But it's an attempt. Him trying to keep his words from dragging down the conversation and mood a bit too much.
"So I haven't thought much about it yet.." About what he'd even do if he'd step out of these shadows and back into the light. Into the marketplace, the crowds, the celebrations. "But if you'd let me go with you, I'd like to try."
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He starts, but his voice trails off. "I kind of wanted to see you," he almost says, but it doesn't feel right. Because that would just spiral right back down into "But I didn't think you'd want to see me," or "I didn't deserve to see you though," and that's not something they can use right now. Not when they're hugging each other, obviously more than alright with the other's presence, wanting so badly for the other to be okay.
So he shakes off the thought, though he still opts to be honest here. Even if it's about something else entirely.
"I.. was kind of planning on just staying here, honestly.." He didn't want to face anyone. He thought he only would mess up more. Or that people would just tell him how much he hurt them, how terrible of a friend he was.
Since Tidus moved a bit already, Inigo does too. But he doesn't let go of Tidus at all. Instead he just pulls his head back enough so Tidus can actually see his expression. The tears are still flowing, but less than before - nothing more than a light trinkle across the ugly stains his earlier tears had already drawn on his cheeks.
"Actually, I've-- A.. A lot has happened with me too." Gerome, foremost. Reno, secondmost. And then him screwing up with just about every single one of his friends... "So I.. I felt the same. I also didn't know what to do. I kind of thought it'd be better if I just stayed hidden away here, so I wouldn't bother anyone.." He smiles, though it's wry. But it's an attempt. Him trying to keep his words from dragging down the conversation and mood a bit too much.
"So I haven't thought much about it yet.." About what he'd even do if he'd step out of these shadows and back into the light. Into the marketplace, the crowds, the celebrations. "But if you'd let me go with you, I'd like to try."