He gets the idea that Inigo's pulling back, a reaction that makes him feel bad for his response, expecting a more confident result. but probably making Inigo feel guilty. Tidus looks away, lips rolling together as he tries to find what to say.

"Yeah," he says with weight - I can see that. Pausing as he struggles with the right words, then huffing, exaggeratedly, throwing Inigo a more put on look.

"Do I get to finish my food first, mister?"

He jabs a fork into his food, but then bumps his leg against Inigo's. Huh? Can you wait that long, bro?