He nods. There wasn't even a question about it for Inigo. Of course he was going to help Tidus with this, considering how much of a hard time the other seems to be having with it. Already not being fond of these illusions - but then again, who among them isn't? - and then having to see one so personal. That's nothing anyone should have to deal with by themselves.

If anything, Inigo is glad to fight this one. It's fake anyway. And it's better for him to be fighting this illusion of Tidus's dad than for Tidus himself to be doing it alone.

So Inigo raises his sword, swinging it in Jecht's direction. "If you're an illusion anyway, you could at least be quiet!"

Because just the words Jecht are saying by themselves seem to be having enough of an effect on Tidus.