Inigo nods. And not in that way where he's just nodding because he wants to go along with something, or because he doesn't want to be disagreeable. No, it's a genuine nod. Because everything that Tidus is saying.. that's exactly what he wants too. For today, or maybe just a few hours, or even just one hour, he doesn't want to think about it all. About all the friendships he's most likely going to have to carefully patch together. About Gerome, and whether or not Inigo will see him again on this train. About so much more.

So only now does he dare to slowly remove his arms from Tidus. And even then it's happening very slowly, reluctantly, but it's not exactly like they can walk around the place hugging.

At least it frees up Inigo's hands to do other things - like furiously scrubbing at his cheeks for a moment in an attempt to make himself look more presentable, even as he speaks.

".. Yes. I want that too."

At least he's no longer crying now. Finally. His eyes are still red, and his face a mess, but there's no new tears to further mess it up. He sniffs a last time, and it's over.

"It seems--" He rubs his hand past a particularly sticky part of his cheek and lets out a half-sob, half-groan. "If I cry again today, I'm going to scream, I swear to Naga."

Enough! Dumb! Tears!

It's time to let it all go for a bit. To just be normal with Tidus, even though they're not normal in the slightest. Even though nothing about their situation is normal.

"Yes, let's just be happy. That's all I want right now. Just.. being happy together with you."