[ If there's one upside about this whole situation, it's that Inigo isn't going to get blushy or disaster gay-like at a moment like this. Not while he's still stewing in way too many emotions, most of them not too positive.

But at least he does look up a bit, catching Tidus's eye, even though the look in his eyes is still so vulnerable and raw.

But it's open. There's nothing hidden at the moment. Any wall Inigo may have pulled up between the two of them in the past is now completely gone. ]

Well, I'm-- [ He sputters. ] I'm not that good.

[ It's not really a lie as much as it's Inigo's insecurity speaking up, rather than objective reality. ]

Nowhere near good enough to make it that far. And I.. I'm also scared. I know it sounds dumb, and that I'm much too old to be scared of being alone, but.. I don't know if I can start all alone again. [ Not while he's had to leave people behind again, and again, and again. So many times. Being alone is practically Inigo's biggest fear, so the thought of starting out somewhere by himself..? Terrifying.

His hands land on top of Tidus's, like they're asking for some silent comfort. ] I'm not strong enough for it. Especially-- Especially while I still don't really know who I want to be.

[ If he even wants to be anything at all. ]