Tidus is really something. He might come across as friendly and goofy much of the time, but there's the backbone of a leader in there. Seto feels it now, laser-focused on him.

An ember of that fire from earlier lights within him again. He clenches his jaw and nods. It's his job to fight against all the loss and chaos until the bitter end.

"...we have punching bags for that, don't we." A deadpan observation. He shakes his head at his own nonsense, flexing his fingers. Not too bad, he can keep going with a little mana.