[ Coming back down from his dancing high to regular Inigo levels - because honestly, even though it feels embarrassing to admit to himself by now, it felt good to be able to full on dance again like that, practically elating - he can feel his face start to grow very, very pink as Tidus's reaction dawns upon him. He has to resist shoving his hands in front of his face in the most childish possible attempt to hide.

But it's not all bad. Honestly, it's.. it's nice to be praised, especially for something he loves, but at the same time he has absolutely zero ideas on how to deal with it. ]

W--Well, not on the train! [ He may have tried to sneak in a few moments of practice on specific missions where he was able to have some privacy, but really, even that hasn't been much. ] I.. I, uh, I used to practice back home.. sometimes.. but it's been a while, and that most likely made me look super rusty, and, and--!

[ He's just nervously rambling now.

Trying to get the nervous energy in him to calm down, Inigo quickly sits down to feel a little less ridiculous. ]

You didn't think it was bad?