He wants to protest instantly that it isn't what he meant - not that they were abandoning them, or giving them up. But there's a weight to the way Inigo points it out that makes Tidus hold onto it, feel a pang of shame for not being more careful.

They should have one more carriage to reach the closest shower, and at least they'll have towels and their washing gear in their arms bands. A silence lingering, until Tidus feels comfortable to say, more thoughtfully:

"If we could let people come back to the train and rest, as we keep a watch over the transgates - I'd stick back to give people a break. Even if it's just to sleep in their beds for a night."

A chance to return, to take the breather; to care for themselves if things are tough. And his steps slow to a pause, Tidus turning to look at Inigo, their hands still held.

"It's okay to take a step back. Even just once in a while - we're not alone."