If it were any other situation. There's many times the other has jumped to the other's side in the midst of battle, and Tidus should be relieved for the company. But when Inigo makes his appearance, the words to tell him to move on get stuck in his throat. Jecht stands back after making a swipe with his blade, seeing now the pair of them; brows raising some at Inigo, and Tidus struggles to swallow.

"Inigo-"

'Who's this? Your boyfriend?' Jecht cuts in; gravel-voiced, a hint of mirth with the taunt. Or more than just a hint. 'Hey, kid,' he continues, looking back at Inigo, 'He's gonna tell you to go. Wants to play with his old man some more, don't you?'

"Shut up!" Tidus snaps, if more frustrated than sharp. "Look, I can get rid of him..."

'Messin' 'round with me than helpin' the folks here. Not that 'm supposed to let you go anywhere...'

Welcome to whatever you just got involved in, Inigo.