At first Inigo doesn't notice. He's too busy in the thought of maybe being able to actually see those things, being able to take them back on the train-- it'd be great. He's already imagining what they might look like, and..

And then his thoughts are rudely interrupted by a certain person without manners present at this very table. Rather than saying anything, Inigo is just staring over at Tidus.

And giving him A Look. Really, bro? Really, pal?? You're going with that one, bud?