Inigo's cheeks start to glow a brighter and brighter shade of red over here. Help, we're slowly reaching Esteban's hair colour levels of blush! Mayday, mayday! Someone interrupt before this gets out of hand!

But he just can't help it. What else is he supposed to do in the face of Esteban saying something like that with such a smile?

"C-Come on!" He whines, apparently still trying to protest. Before his heart gets so overwhelmed that he has a heart attack and just straight up expires on the spot. "You can't just say stuff like that, Esteban! Implying that helping me makes you happy is too much..!"

Inigo's flustered heart can't handle that, thank you.