please don't torture him with snuggle parties, jingyi, inigo tortures him enough.

He doesn't share anything about the hand that leaves, doesn't want to make it awkward. Just focuses on the words instead, eyes on Jingyi, and other than his youthful need to be a big kid about certain old geezers!!, he's comfortable. Appreciative of this private small exchange they have going on, at least for now.

And the utter gushing going on breaks a smile more onto Tidus's face.

"You're a real fanboy, huh?" There's a tease to it, yes, poking fun - but it's true too. He can't imagine Jingyi would take offence anyway to that, right? He doesn't not appreciate the sincerity the other guy is speaking with, and it's the reason he takes in a breath, lets it out noisily.

"You're right- you're right," he says a second time, a note lower. A pause, before he allows himself to confess: "It is scary. If I left the train right now, I'd be gone - totally." Not just disappeared. The other d word, which he seems to be avoiding. "But I was always ready for that before. ...if I think about it now-"

He cants his head.

"--Who likes to think about it, right?" That's probably stupid. Even in the past, he didn't like the idea. But there was a better peace. Acceptance.