Does Inigo care much for the whole royalty thing? Of course not. Sometimes he even just forgets he's a prince, since it's been so long. But something about the way both Tidus and Roland are treating him right now, especially with that joking edge to it, actually feels kind of nice. Maybe it's since he's a sucker for positive attention and validation, but Inigo feels like he can get used to this, actually.

So he smiles as he hears the two quip at each other, still with those exaggerated attitudes.

"It sounds like you both have big plans! I can't wait to judge the final results!" Is he raising the stakes? Maybe just a little. If not just to see how competitive the other two can get.

And Inigo will at least do whoever is manning the turnips table a favour and let go of the two others so he can grab the turnips for them. Rather than them having to deal with weirdly-formal-Tidus or way-too-much-into-roleplaying-Roland. He'll even flash said person a smile before turning back to the other two, holding out the vegetables as if they're already prizes.

"Here you go, now you two can get to work. I, in the meantime, will prepare myself to have my mind blown by your artistry."