[ Through some sort of miracle Inigo isn't worried for once. Roland may be, worrying about the quality of the food and all, but Inigo just seems giddy. And just that, genuinely so, without trying to hide anything else under it. Giddy enough that he puts away the sheet that had been covering the food and starts gently nudging Roland, pushing against his arm as if to get him to just sit down too. It's time to enjoy Tidus's reaction, dad, come on!

Even Tidus's confused, half-processing look just makes Inigo laugh as he, at least, does bother to sit down. Elbows lean on the table on a rare empty spot near the edge of the table, chin resting on his hands. ]

Uh, it's for you?

[ Okay, Inigo knows Tidus must have figured out that much already, but he can't help but jokingly say it anyway. Seriously, what kind of initial question is that! ]

And perhaps you happen to have a friend who knows how to make fish tacos. And perhaps you happen to have another friend who took along a few fish from Irivar. [ IT WASN'T ONLY BEARS, OKAY. Just. Mostly. ] That, and some points go a long way.

[ He grins. ]

So, are you just going to stare, or are you going to try eating any of it?