[ It's a murmur, a word hardly spoken, a word and more he isn't sure how to say. He doesn't want to--to repeat that he can't, why he can't, a heaviness he knows he can't go back on. Not now--not ever. It's too difficult to know he'd be making everyone sad, the people he cares about most. How they'd be thinking about it, worrying over it, and he would see it reflected in them every time they were together.
At least, that's always been his worry. Back when it was about Yuna and leaving her, every time he thought about bringing it up. And now on the train, when he ever thought about Taiki and Inigo. And it would come one day, but...
His forehead staying rested against Taiki's back, Tidus turns his head, hearing the strain that Inigo speaks with. A part of him knowing he shouldn't look, but he can't help himself, regrets it too when he does; either for the sight, or being the reason for it. He doesn't interrupt him--he can't, not when he knows that Inigo is trying--, but once he's done, Tidus takes a hold of Inigo's hand, slipping first his arm to twine with his, locking them together and resting him in his lap. His gaze lowering into the inky spaces of the room again, twisting after to face the space of their lap. ]
I want you and Saku to have a good life too, you know, Taiki. [ Don't think he missed that lack of inclusion. But at the same time- ] I know it'll be hard; running a kingdom can't be easy. But--at least while you're here too, the both of you...you can have something here, that you couldn't back there. Or can't.
[ And with his one arm holding Inigo's, he brings his other to curl around Taiki's waist, to rest in his lap if he allows it. Unsure if it'll be welcomed, but for once, he doesn't feel weird about it. It feels okay. This feels okay... ]
Will you let me be selfish, and...let me say I was happy? Happy that I got to know you both. And a lot of people on the train. I never knew how big the world... --how big everything is. I never really knew until now. I really got to see a lot...
[ He should say something better, less worrying, less drifting into melancholy. But--he can't help it. The pain in Inigo's own words, his inability to hope. Why did he deserve a better life when the rest of Zanarkand wouldn't...?
It'd be easier not to think about, and just to be happy. His arm around Taiki tightening, his hand in Inigo's doing the same. This is nice. There was still more for him to experience in life than he got to before he went. He never knew... ]
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[ It's a murmur, a word hardly spoken, a word and more he isn't sure how to say. He doesn't want to--to repeat that he can't, why he can't, a heaviness he knows he can't go back on. Not now--not ever. It's too difficult to know he'd be making everyone sad, the people he cares about most. How they'd be thinking about it, worrying over it, and he would see it reflected in them every time they were together.
At least, that's always been his worry. Back when it was about Yuna and leaving her, every time he thought about bringing it up. And now on the train, when he ever thought about Taiki and Inigo. And it would come one day, but...
His forehead staying rested against Taiki's back, Tidus turns his head, hearing the strain that Inigo speaks with. A part of him knowing he shouldn't look, but he can't help himself, regrets it too when he does; either for the sight, or being the reason for it. He doesn't interrupt him--he can't, not when he knows that Inigo is trying--, but once he's done, Tidus takes a hold of Inigo's hand, slipping first his arm to twine with his, locking them together and resting him in his lap. His gaze lowering into the inky spaces of the room again, twisting after to face the space of their lap. ]
I want you and Saku to have a good life too, you know, Taiki. [ Don't think he missed that lack of inclusion. But at the same time- ] I know it'll be hard; running a kingdom can't be easy. But--at least while you're here too, the both of you...you can have something here, that you couldn't back there. Or can't.
[ And with his one arm holding Inigo's, he brings his other to curl around Taiki's waist, to rest in his lap if he allows it. Unsure if it'll be welcomed, but for once, he doesn't feel weird about it. It feels okay. This feels okay... ]
Will you let me be selfish, and...let me say I was happy? Happy that I got to know you both. And a lot of people on the train. I never knew how big the world... --how big everything is. I never really knew until now. I really got to see a lot...
[ He should say something better, less worrying, less drifting into melancholy. But--he can't help it. The pain in Inigo's own words, his inability to hope. Why did he deserve a better life when the rest of Zanarkand wouldn't...?
It'd be easier not to think about, and just to be happy. His arm around Taiki tightening, his hand in Inigo's doing the same. This is nice. There was still more for him to experience in life than he got to before he went. He never knew... ]