Tidus does insist, and with Yoite on the bed, Tidus kneels on the ground: to prepare for his duffle bag appearing from nowhere, gold gust-light likes brushing down and disappearing. Ignored as he opens it up - knows already where some food will be ready.

"You don't worry about that," he says, eyes and face down - remembers, oh, and looks up at Yoite. "Forget it! You get rest and feel better, I'll feel better too!"

He throws him a grin, then sets out a lunchbox by the bed, even managing to find an unused fork and spoon, and brings out a simple sports bottle of water.

"I think it's bear," he says minding to look up again. "Or something else tasty. I'll head out now and let you have some alone time. Sure you don't need anything?"