Since he first showed up on the train. [ Inigo admits, honestly.
He isn't even sure how long ago that is. Inigo has been on the train for so long now that the platform days start to blur together, the only way he can tell how long someone has been there by comparing them to someone else he knows and seeing if they've been here longer or shorter than them.
He still doesn't look at Tidus, and he idly picks at his hoodie. ]
Ever since the first time we spoke, he's always talked about how pathetic I am. And how people only pretend they care for me, since there's no way they could really like me.
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He isn't even sure how long ago that is. Inigo has been on the train for so long now that the platform days start to blur together, the only way he can tell how long someone has been there by comparing them to someone else he knows and seeing if they've been here longer or shorter than them.
He still doesn't look at Tidus, and he idly picks at his hoodie. ]
Ever since the first time we spoke, he's always talked about how pathetic I am. And how people only pretend they care for me, since there's no way they could really like me.