[ He realises that he's stuck his foot in it when Inigo looks at him. Eyes that stab him in deep, the shame and guilt twisting themselves in. Inigo's expression dropping, and Tidus's going on full alarm, wanting to interrupt Inigo before he even gets to speak.

But he doesn't get to. It doesn't mean that as soon as that last question comes-- ]

No! [ He throws opens his arms, head shaking. ] That's not-- it's a joke! It's-- it happens! To sports guys! Fans do that sometimes! I wasn't saying-!

[ Nothing seriously! Ugh! Why does this always happen!? He's always getting Inigo upset! ]

I wanted to make you laugh! That was it- I promise! I know you wouldn't try anything after I said no! I know you're not that kind of guy!

[ He does, he does! Ugghhh, what can he do to make this better-! ]

I'm sorry, man...! Please don't cry! Not 'cause of me!