Why, why him. Tidus backs another unnecessary step away from the evil mass and turns to Inigo, hands cupped over his nose and mouth as a result. Inigo is there having his fun, but Tidus whines low, moaning out in the cavern made by his hands:

"I hit my nose!"

Which probably sounds less clear than that in reality. No great damage has been done, but it feels weird, stinging, and that's even worse! But he must have enough spirits to him when he looks back at the wall, his brow furrowing and with decided teps over, he decides to give it a good ol' kick.

Thump!!

Huff. He drops his hands, the full of his face about what one might imagine when he looks over at Inigo.

"Well? Where now?"