[ It's like his heart is getting smothered here. All Inigo has ever wanted is to receive this kind of care from people. To have someone said how could I be happy leaving you behind, that his presence was that important to them. And yet, at the same time - the idea of Tidus being miserable just because Inigo got thrown out by this dumb train makes it hurt as well.

His head leans forward, just so their foreheads can rest against each other, their faces close enough that it's like he can feel the heat of the tears and crying radiate from Tidus's own face. ]

Well.. I'm not accepting anything else for you either. We're going to find a way for you as well. [ Just to exist. There's got to be something out there in these myriad of worlds they travel.

Inigo refuses to accept the end of Tidus's story as just him disappearing into nothingness after all this. ]

You've worked so hard. You're still working so hard.