'Don't listen.' There's no body to his voice, but Tidus is firm, sharp in the instruction - disagreeable to the words spoken. Lioriley a better guide in person, and Tidus must keep his mind on her, on them both. Keeping the path they're taking open, a light at the end for them to reach.

And he doesn't think it to any particular person, but there's a lingering thought that comes from his mind, the memory touching on something personal. So what you're not human, you're not the same as others - you're still you. It's still a life.

That, Tidus believes deeply, intimately.