Tidus just wants the true mosh pit experience, apparently.

Not that Inigo is too surprised by Tidus just going along with the dancing. It's what the other is like. If he sees something that's fun, or that he likes to try out, he just goes for it. Nothing like Inigo himself, with all his shyness and his ten thousand anxious fears.

But it's exactly why just saying 'no, thanks' is so hard here. He doesn't want to look like a weenie, but this isn't him just trying out something new. It's the idea of dancing with this many people present, even if he's not the only person dancing.. It's baffling.

He glances at the backs of the people who were looking at them, worried, leaving. Returning to their dance. Then his gaze slowly shifts over towards Tidus.

"I.. Not here." Inigo's facial expression somehow looks physically pained, despite the fact that there's nothing wrong with his body, not even after that fall. It's like the embarrassment just gets too him that badly. ".. Do you think it'd count if I'd just dance somewhere else..? Away from the crowd?"