[ Tidus just loves asking the impossible of him, doesn't he.
And the worst part is that Inigo would so gladly grant him any request. But it feels so hard, sometimes. Mostly whenever Tidus retreats like this, refusing to accept any help, any concern being thrown his way. It's frustrating, but in a way that makes him upset rather than angry. The way that threatens to bring tears to his eyes, though Inigo puts in all his effort to not make them appear right now of all moments. ]
You ca-- [ He starts, then stops. Frowns. ] It's not that easy.
[ If only it was. If only Inigo could turn off his absolute flood of emotions, especially for his friends. But it's impossible. ]
Do you think I'm not worried about you all the time already? About how you're doing, about what'll happen when you go home, how you'll feel.. [ Sure, Tidus has said so many times by now that it's fine, even if he's separated from Yuna, from everything. Even if he can't go back to where he used to be.
But is it really?
Inigo's gaze falls too, resting on the SCA around his wrist. He knows it's supposed to be about that, but it's so hard to stop himself now. ]
You always say it's fine, and that you're fine, and that I shouldn't worry, but it feels like you're hiding so much hurt. [ Like this. Why didn't Inigo know Tidus took off his SCA? ]
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And the worst part is that Inigo would so gladly grant him any request. But it feels so hard, sometimes. Mostly whenever Tidus retreats like this, refusing to accept any help, any concern being thrown his way. It's frustrating, but in a way that makes him upset rather than angry. The way that threatens to bring tears to his eyes, though Inigo puts in all his effort to not make them appear right now of all moments. ]
You ca-- [ He starts, then stops. Frowns. ] It's not that easy.
[ If only it was. If only Inigo could turn off his absolute flood of emotions, especially for his friends. But it's impossible. ]
Do you think I'm not worried about you all the time already? About how you're doing, about what'll happen when you go home, how you'll feel.. [ Sure, Tidus has said so many times by now that it's fine, even if he's separated from Yuna, from everything. Even if he can't go back to where he used to be.
But is it really?
Inigo's gaze falls too, resting on the SCA around his wrist. He knows it's supposed to be about that, but it's so hard to stop himself now. ]
You always say it's fine, and that you're fine, and that I shouldn't worry, but it feels like you're hiding so much hurt. [ Like this. Why didn't Inigo know Tidus took off his SCA? ]