[ It's been a tense, suffocating day. From the jungle itself to the possibility of them being crushed under the weight of a fast-falling rocks. Tidus hasn't ever known the worries of meteorites before, but he's got enough sense to know that whatever was above their heads = bad.

But it worked. Despite what Curufin said about the dreams always coming to pass. That still has him thinking, concerned, but for now -- there's relief.

--also, there's Inigo throwing himself into his arms. Tidus laughing, pushed back a step but catching him. Resting his weight on the guy in easy resignation. ]

You were worried? Nothing to it! Ugh, but there was so much tech stuff - I was standing around like a waste of space! There was nothing for me to do!

[ Tidus raises his head, hands coming to rest on Inigo's sides. ]

How was everything your end? Did you stick with Rol?