He says it's real and she can't help looking over her shoulder back toward the direction of the screen again. Next time, she'll have to get closer to it to touch it. But maybe that isn't what he means when he says 'real.' It looks like a moving painting to her.

As Tidus begins to explain, her attention focuses on him intently. To watch a dance over and over again... To catch Inigo in a dance and have it to watch it whenever she pleases... She prods at her chin thoughtfully, undeniably pleased by the idea.

"O-oh, I don't think I'd like that," she laughs a little nervously. "But maybe we can convince Inigo to do so! I'd love to see him dance on a big... screen like that." That's what it's called, right? A screen? She doesn't quite understand, but the idea of Inigo having something that lifts his confidence seems like a positive to her.

Never mind that she could use that herself.