If getting back on the training game with Inigo has shown Tidus anything, it's what getting off does for you when attempting to pretend like you haven't been a sorry sack of snack-eating in your bed. But compared to where his mind - and physical health - has been in the past few days, watching Inigo getting into it today, and maybe a touch of being passionately determine to ignore Weird Events, Tidus is doing quick crouching exercises, bending his knees to warm up his bodies, and limbs.

And that's as soon as the guy makes his landing. Look, this kind of stuff gets him pumped up. He loves momentum work!

"You just need practice! You don't become a pro doing it for a few days. You need to get used to height, the way you move! Pulling off a move isn't just about the flash - it's about the landing too!"

It may be where they're the opposites in their skills: Inigo having a more competent upfront blade work, where Tidus has everything he attempts to throw into it to make up for not knowing what a parry is (look, he's...trying...okay!!).

"You can try flipping without help too." He's not doing crouches anymore, but he has been rolling his shoulders, flexing back his arms - all that comes to a stop. "Everything starts with a first step-"

And he readies his arms, does a cartwheel with an easy flip. "-and then a second-"

There comes the second wheel, with one hand-

"Before you know it-!"

He twists on his feet, facing the longer space of the gym. Bursts into a small short run that jumps into the two-handed cartwheel, throwing him up and coming back down into the ne - and in the drop of that one, he twists his body, so that when he comes back down in his high arch, he's back to facing the pair, grinning, if visibly breathing.

"You can do anything!"

And out come the fists to punch the air directly in front of him, those of the water sprites joining in where they are amongst the fire sprites. 'Hig! This young sojourner has the soul of a summer sea! We'll have fun indeed with this lot!'