The puppy eyes are all natural, baby! No matter whether or not they’re necessary, they just come out all the same! Especially as Inigo is staring at Tidus now, wanting to take along these pretty glowing flowers.

Especially as he follows up with— “Both?” Still said so innocently. How is he supposed to pick when both colors are so pretty! Surely his plot in the greenhouse on the train would have room for both...

“Purple is my favourite color, but I like the pink ones too. They remind me of my mother.” A fond memory, apparently, since he smiles at Tidus as he says it. “If I can grow more of them, they’d make such pretty flower crowns too..”