sounds sus, last line.

"Ohhhhhhh," comes the lilt of someone very mature. "Hear that, Inigo? Wouldn't dream of doing anything else than spending time with you, my boy."

His grin is mischievous, sly, but fun most of all; tone barely faking that of a middle-aged man before Tidus scoffs into a near-chuckle, brightening up all over again. He's not just here to tease, after all.

"You should listen to him! It's called having fun trying out new things with people you like. I'll give ol' Rol here a pass with paper flowers. But I think we need to get a new book," he adds in thought. "One with more complicated flowers. Most of what's in the book Webmind got's pretty basic stuff. I bet you could be making fancier."

So much faith in our dear Inigo.