"Well, you're the same to me." Tidus looks at her, pulling up a grin on his face before turning back down to the plaza, with the kids below with his ball. Asking, if with a pause separating the question from his remark: "If you didn't have to worry about what's coming, if there wasn't a problem at all - what would you do? Wouldn't you want something nice and easy, knowing everyone didn't have some big problem to worry about?"

He doesn't remember exactly her situation, or rather, the issue; but he also doesn't need to, when he can compare her to Yuna easy, feels the ripples of conversations he shared with her leading him now. It has to be, if there's no problem, if the world was safer. Because he already knows the answer when it isn't, when people choose sacrifices larger than themselves.

'I can't.'