Master Octavio? It takes Tidus a moment to hear the prayer for what it is, a moment of respect. It's not what Tidus would have expected; a while since he's heard a prayer, never that he's heard one for a machine.

...completely unexpected. Tidus stands quietly for a moment, then brings out his blade from the hammerspace it was hidden in. The robot no longer moves - only the liquid dripping off it.

"Want me to, uh... chop it down and stick it to the side?"

It'll be out of the way. Is this what they're going for?? Maybe he shouldn't have offered, but there's a mood here, at least in his mind. He doesn't want to be rude (to Eight, anyway).