Sometimes it's really easy to forget all of the crap Tidus has been put through. Because he always acts so normal, laughing and whining his way through life. Being thrown into a different world, suddenly having to fight, even having to fight his dad, being confronted with the lack of his own existence.. And yet can still say he'll be fine. Even at a moment like this.

Inigo takes another few gulps from the bottle before looking over at Tidus. It feels like they've somehow got a miraculous moment where they're alone, without any illusions or monsters or people around, so--

Inigo's free, potion-less hand reaches out, moving across Tidus's cheek, fingertips ending up in the other's hairline, and he pulls the face closer. First softly pressing his lips against the other guy's, but then a little harder, lingering for a moment before pulling back both his face and his hand.

"You're great," he just says. As if in simple reply to what Tidus just said, like there wasn't a dumb kiss to go along with it. Like there's a sentiment he wants to express, but there's way too many complicated emotions going along with it to express it in any way that's more eloquent than this one in the middle of this situation.

Instead Inigo just holds out the bottle with the potion to him. A little more than half of it gone, but there's still some in it.

"You drink the rest, you need it too."

Especially since they should get going soon, try to find some more people to help out.