He lets out a breath when he realises he can, about the time that Taiki gets up, speaks to him, lets him acknowledge the peace they've gained. A noisy sound before he drops back his head, his usual response of, "I'm alright, I'm okay" at least convincing, and honest in the moment.

But as he gives himself more time to relax, to finally consider shuffling up into a seating position, his body welcomes him to every ache he's gained, to the sharp burning pain on his lower face.

"Iii...probably need to heal up," he answers again. He hasn't got any real cuts, but there's a few scrapes where some blood might be, particularly around his arms. A sting that doesn't mean as much to Tidus as the pain on his face, which he raises a hand near, but doesn't dare touch. "Ow ow ow ow..."

Sometimes, the biggest hurts are the ones you do to yourself.