Zelda? Tidus nods, vaguely, vaguely familiar of the plant. ...rather, very familiar of its existence as anyone would be going through the greenhouse car, but mostly introduced to it by Lightning than the princess.

He folds his arms, an exhale taken behind a thin-lipped pull of his mouth. "Guys like Chaos aren't gonna be helpful, but even if we meet with trouble-" he shakes his head, shrugging. "So what? We're put into trouble every day anyway, just being on this train."

And maybe the words are contained in their own way, something more that can be said, the way Tidus seems to consider speaking again, but doesn't. He looks around the space, cleared up mostly of water, but not where it clings onto the furniture, and floor. Hibber-Gibber attempts to slide his stumpy feet against what there is. It's not working very well, but he has spirit.