It's the touch that brings Tidus back to his senses, away from the drawing and the maze of his thoughts. A step back from his yearning, how much he misses Yuna, how he always will - but one day, he'll manage to carry easier. The same as everyone does when they lose someone loved. But at least there's the thought of her returning home than being lost forever.

Maybe to him, but - better she have a life to live than none at all.

Tidus looks from Taiki to Inigo, realising as the arm comes around his shoulders the reason for the concern, the show of affection. He hides his face, brushing a thumb to wipe the tears, taking the time to take a breath. And as he does, he's happy: to know that he isn't alone, and how, right here, with his friends around him -- it shines through, clearer than any cloudless sky. Taking that hurt in him prominent just moments ago and redefining it into something more positive.

He looks back at them with a smile, bashful at the edges.

"Thanks," he says for the both of them, then, "Taiki,"; hesitant a step before it leaves Inigo's hold to hug Taiki, an arm around his shoulders to give him a squeeze. A short yet not hurried thing, and as he retreats out of it, Tidus looks to Inigo and nods, his smile widening more. Shares it after with the both of them, and then raises the drawing, chuckling fondly.

"I'll have to find the best place to keep it!"