Tidus takes a second, but that's all he needs, looking at it and then back at Eight.

"It's fine, let's leave it there! Long as if you find me in a mess, you help get me down, 'kay? Alive!" He grins, just to reassure he isn't going for anything morbid, now. "We got enough cleaning up to do as it is. I'm surprised anything works here."

Considering the state of every station they came across: covered in vines and ivy and everything else green and growing.