"Don't say I'm gonna break it!" Break it, crash it - what if they're the same thing?! It's a weak protest, but the thought he can do that might be the reason for the increased wobbling, a scare in his fingers and chest as it dips to one side more, rattles in near-place as Tidus waggles its controls with too much hesitation. He's worrying about the balance, but it's not as flimsy or easy to flip over on itself as Tidus has experience - a childhood of it - of worrying over.

"Isn't there an eye-piece?" It's asked without looking away, as Tidus keeps all eyes on the drone. You can't be sure it won't take his valiant efforts to keep it airborne and find the nearest tent to crash into if he peels his eyes away for one second. "I can't find anyone like this."