[ He knows that Inigo isn't happy. And what part is the cause... maybe all of it. Everything that he said, that it sounded as if he was pushing him away, denying him.
And isn't he, to an extent? But there's nothing Tidus can do to fix that, nothing that won't result in hurting the both of them if he were to say it all now, get it out there. He wants the time, just as much as he doesn't want to say anything in the first place. But is it now that he has to think about it? Really consider it - if he can keep this up, this secret. The real border between him and Yuna; why he thought that taking off his SCA would do any good.
But, the thought of Inigo knowing is... ]
... Okay. [ He doesn't have the fight. Won't repeat the suggestion that he should be the one to remove it, just in case. Tidus sits there waiting instead, watching Inigo without really meeting his eye. A tension worming its way into his limbs, fingers that want to reach out and stop him.
He keeps them on his lap, waiting - for the after. Once the SCA leaves Inigo's skin. ]
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And isn't he, to an extent? But there's nothing Tidus can do to fix that, nothing that won't result in hurting the both of them if he were to say it all now, get it out there. He wants the time, just as much as he doesn't want to say anything in the first place. But is it now that he has to think about it? Really consider it - if he can keep this up, this secret. The real border between him and Yuna; why he thought that taking off his SCA would do any good.
But, the thought of Inigo knowing is... ]
... Okay. [ He doesn't have the fight. Won't repeat the suggestion that he should be the one to remove it, just in case. Tidus sits there waiting instead, watching Inigo without really meeting his eye. A tension worming its way into his limbs, fingers that want to reach out and stop him.
He keeps them on his lap, waiting - for the after. Once the SCA leaves Inigo's skin. ]