It takes a moment for Tidus to even back away from the hand that's appeared in front of him, puzzlement etched into his face - first for the limb, then looking beyond it to the guy owning it. His brow is furrowed, and - he's seen this face, he knows. No, he has to, doesn't he?

He opens his mouth to speak, though it's slow, Tidus first shaking his head.

"Uh, sorry... what did you say? I got distracted."