It's such a good thing that Inigo can immediately busy himself with picking out flowers while Tidus is busy sorting out the whole deal with the owner of the stall, because he's pretty sure his face is bright red by now. He manages to hold it in for just a moment, just long enough for Tidus to turn his attention away from Inigo and towards the man, but then Inigo is just unable to hold back any part of the rush of emotion traveling through him at the words 'one and only prince'.
One and only prince. One and only prince. UGH. He's going to die. Why does it feel like he's getting a rush of blood straight to the head at those words? Does Tidus even know their full power?!
Having picked out some nice purple ones, he finally turns back towards Tidus. His face still is much redder than he would like it to be, but it's not like he can do anything about that now. Instead he just shoves the pots into his friend's arms before picking up a pink one himself.
"S-- Surely my loyal knight is going to help me carry these then, right?" See, he's fine! He's totally unaffected and can joke like a normal person in return! He's not embarrassed, you are!!
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It's such a good thing that Inigo can immediately busy himself with picking out flowers while Tidus is busy sorting out the whole deal with the owner of the stall, because he's pretty sure his face is bright red by now. He manages to hold it in for just a moment, just long enough for Tidus to turn his attention away from Inigo and towards the man, but then Inigo is just unable to hold back any part of the rush of emotion traveling through him at the words 'one and only prince'.
One and only prince. One and only prince. UGH. He's going to die. Why does it feel like he's getting a rush of blood straight to the head at those words? Does Tidus even know their full power?!
Having picked out some nice purple ones, he finally turns back towards Tidus. His face still is much redder than he would like it to be, but it's not like he can do anything about that now. Instead he just shoves the pots into his friend's arms before picking up a pink one himself.
"S-- Surely my loyal knight is going to help me carry these then, right?" See, he's fine! He's totally unaffected and can joke like a normal person in return! He's not embarrassed, you are!!