Too late, Inigo's doing it, stopping him from continuing any shovelling or much else. Tidus stops when he feels fingers, not sure what's happening until he sees hands in front of his eyes. There's a tiny protest in his throat, but it doesn't come out.
It does tickle his cheeks a little, but there's a question too, that stops him from fussing like his insides want to.
"Well..." Well. "I'd leave it to someone else. Unless it was a really big problem - then we might have to postpone the game 'cause everyone has to go help! Then we can just have the game on another day."
Right? Nevermind all the planning and prepping. If it was so big that Spira had to get involved, then it's all hands on deck. At least, that's where his mind can't help picture him as being if he's getting to play Blitzball.
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Too late, Inigo's doing it, stopping him from continuing any shovelling or much else. Tidus stops when he feels fingers, not sure what's happening until he sees hands in front of his eyes. There's a tiny protest in his throat, but it doesn't come out.
It does tickle his cheeks a little, but there's a question too, that stops him from fussing like his insides want to.
"Well..." Well. "I'd leave it to someone else. Unless it was a really big problem - then we might have to postpone the game 'cause everyone has to go help! Then we can just have the game on another day."
Right? Nevermind all the planning and prepping. If it was so big that Spira had to get involved, then it's all hands on deck. At least, that's where his mind can't help picture him as being if he's getting to play Blitzball.
If only.
"I bet you'd be there before me."
On a mission? Absolutely.