[ At first Inigo doesn't laugh, still just lingering in the hug, in the warmth of the moment. The tingle in his fingertips and in his toes that comes from having danced without caring about anything else for a few moments.

But then Tidus just has to lay his joke on extra thick, and that does draw a slight chuckle from him. ]

It's a little lame. [ But it's said so lightly, like there's hardly any weight to those words. Like they are hardly even spoken. ] But I like it that way.

[ He sighs, then sucks in a breath, lingering in the embrace for another moment before he finally pulls back. The music is still playing, but really, it's more like background music at this point. ]

I guess.. I'll keep trying my best to do what makes me happy. Like dancing. And being near you.