"He's not going to get to do anything with me," Tidus replies, in same instance he asks in his head, 'You mind?' to the higgledy within. And in the answer, 'Comfort for a friend brings comfort to oneself!' --

-- comes the magical lights that blossom from his chest, and out pops the high higgledy, grand crown and all, a twirl and sashay in place. Lively as always, while Tidus will just... tug at his shirt, as if trying to cover up (???).

"That'll stop being weird one day." So he says, but his face speaks otherwise...