"That w'ldn't happen," Esteban huffs from behind them both, not quite wanting to leave Inigo's words without a response. "'Not comparin' between people' also means not replacin' them." And seriously? He doubts Tidus would be of any differing opinion than his on that matter.
Inigo is important to them. He's just going to have to deal with it.
Tidus' words do get him to move a bit though, finally withdrawing the wings that had sheltered their little group so far. He's been... kind of overstaying his welcome, probably. And people are going to start appearing sometime soon, now that more voidtreckers were off finding their crewmates; the Storage area was bound to get crowded soon.
The fins at the tip of his tail easily scoop the little higgledies up and into Esteban's waiting hands as he asks his next question aloud for the blond.
"C'n you walk, Sunshine?" He's about to offer more when Tidus mentions the ripped up shirt and the surprise gets his ears to redden slightly, even as he snickers. "I do not," the half-dragon protests playfully, wingtips flaring and flattening behind his back as the tip of his tail curls near his ankles.
"Y' just scared the elf right outta me," he replies instead, amused at his own joke. What's the point of being a hybrid if he can't make fun of it after all?
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Inigo is important to them. He's just going to have to deal with it.
Tidus' words do get him to move a bit though, finally withdrawing the wings that had sheltered their little group so far. He's been... kind of overstaying his welcome, probably. And people are going to start appearing sometime soon, now that more voidtreckers were off finding their crewmates; the Storage area was bound to get crowded soon.
The fins at the tip of his tail easily scoop the little higgledies up and into Esteban's waiting hands as he asks his next question aloud for the blond.
"C'n you walk, Sunshine?" He's about to offer more when Tidus mentions the ripped up shirt and the surprise gets his ears to redden slightly, even as he snickers. "I do not," the half-dragon protests playfully, wingtips flaring and flattening behind his back as the tip of his tail curls near his ankles.
"Y' just scared the elf right outta me," he replies instead, amused at his own joke. What's the point of being a hybrid if he can't make fun of it after all?