There's absolutely no resistance at all as Inigo's body is being grabbed. He's faintly aware of the sensation, that there are hands on him, and that he is then being moved, but it's hard for him to do even as much as try to move his own body under the circumstances. It's not just that he feels boneless to other people, after all - Inigo himself also feels very boneless in this moment.

The only acknowledgement of him being moved or Esteban talking to him is that he lets out a low groan, which thankfully - at the same time - functions as a sign of life.

He releases a sigh when it seems like he's finally being put down again. He's not sure where, but he can partially feel the hard ground at first, but then something soft and warm too. Totally uncaring of what kind of position he's been into - probably spread out across the other two here, let's be real - Inigo just seems to settle in, like he's content with just moving a little bit closer to these warm and soft bits.

His eyes are even starting to flutter open, though it's going very slowly. The world on the other side of his eyelids is a total haze right now anyway, he finds. He can only make out some blobs of hair and skin.

"Este.."

.. Yeah, he can't even fully get the other's name out of his mouth yet. He's trying.

".. Tidus..?"

Are these the two blobs. Has he correctly identified them.

Jumblie, still on Esteban's shoulder, lets out a 'hiiig!' Please do not forget her, Inigo. She's important too!