"'t's a cruel, horrible threat," the half-elf smirks, trying his best not to break his charade. It lasts all of a few seconds at most as he follows it up. "I'm gonna make you my friend." Horrible, horrible fate. You're doomed, Tidus!

Like Esteban doesn't already consider him a friend. There is nowhere to hide.

He perks up at being mentioned to be tossed at Blue though; he does so like animals after all.

"Think I'll have t' tame wyverns? I miss th' wyverns." He hasn't seen one in forever, not since he'd moved back to the Moon Mountains. He even found himself missing their absolutely horrid breath, funny as that was.