[ This part is a little harder for Inigo to imagine. Sure, he didn't get a whole lot of moments with his dad either, but at least he has so many happy memories of his mom. Even just sitting here, he can think of so many of them, no matter how young he was at that time. It's like they were burned into his memory, just from the sheer intensity of the love he felt around his mother than he was younger.
Tidus might have less of that. Or maybe the happy times with his mother are so far buried underneath what happened later, that it's hard to even recall them.
Either way, he doesn't judge Tidus. He just feels bad for the other. If Tidus had the kind of happy memories Inigo had of his own childhood, would things have turned out differently for him? ]
We did. .. it isn't fair.
[ But then again, it's not like any world was made to be fair. Sometimes things just happen. Sometimes a dragon wipes out your world. Sometimes your father becomes the source of destruction itself. ]
.. is there anything you'd want to say to them? If you could. [ His hand, resting on Tidus's shoulder while he's still holding the other close to his side, lightly squeezes that shoulder. ] If they could somehow hear it.
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Tidus might have less of that. Or maybe the happy times with his mother are so far buried underneath what happened later, that it's hard to even recall them.
Either way, he doesn't judge Tidus. He just feels bad for the other. If Tidus had the kind of happy memories Inigo had of his own childhood, would things have turned out differently for him? ]
We did. .. it isn't fair.
[ But then again, it's not like any world was made to be fair. Sometimes things just happen. Sometimes a dragon wipes out your world. Sometimes your father becomes the source of destruction itself. ]
.. is there anything you'd want to say to them? If you could. [ His hand, resting on Tidus's shoulder while he's still holding the other close to his side, lightly squeezes that shoulder. ] If they could somehow hear it.