Wangji is watching with a teacher's eye borne from naughty pupils who hid their woes, noting the rolling shoulder but the lack of a wince. Tidus seems to be trustworthy about his health, so Wangji lets it slide.

"Mn. Something like doing your best after a long period of inactivity?" He surmises, taking a sort of guess at what Tidus means when he 'you know'. Tugging Tidus upright as best he can with a brain that feels like it's spinning.

"The world that was a complete fabrication? It was very shortly after my arrival, I floundered for much of it. Were you gifted with the ability then?"