That's okay.

[ If there was more that Tidus could give to him, he would. But he understands this, he knows this--sometimes, there's nothing a person can give. Wishing for it like those on the platform watching Inigo break down had, when there's nothing to offer but -- time.

It's not comforting, it's not pleasant. It's not going to be easy, and all Tidus can hope to give is his assurances. His hands coming to sit on Inigo's shoulders, his tone accepting. ]

You don't need to right now. Right now- you can find out who you are. Enjoy some dance. [ His hands drop, and he leans back- and in this moment, Gibbers glows in an enveloped light, splitting into a many smaller higgledies that jump into Inigo's lap, onto his arms, up onto his shoulders. Each taking and finding a place to hug on him.

Distracting, and Tidus laughs behind his mouth, a small scoff. Delaying what he eventually goes on to say. ]

I bet there's movies and all kinds of dancing in the cinema, you know! We should watch a few. See if we can find the kind of dancing you're into.