[ Huh, that... sounds like a children's story alright (if with less blitzballs and mention of fiends), and Tidus is quiet for a moment as he lets the story set in, his hands on the edge of the tray soaking in the warm water. ]

So this Voidtrecker's been going around...long enough for someone to make a kid's book about it?

[ Wait. ] Or--multiple Voidtreckers?

[ Multiple...trains, picking people up to send them off to other worlds to be saved? Tidus is facing Lightning again, but his attention is elsewhere, on the thought now in his head. The contents of the sink forgotten. ]