He decides that Inigo deserves his honesty, even if it might come across as surprising. If this was Inigo on the other end of conversation, he wouldn't have hidden behind a lie just to spare a feeling that might have been imagined to begin with. He's been trying to open himself up to Roland ever since, from telling him his preference for men and now, now, what is perhaps Inigo's darkest shadow on the Voidtrecker...

Yes, there was no other choice to make at that moment. He nods solemnly, swallows thickly. The hands behind Inigo stop moving for a minute, so he can focus on what counts. On making sure he says the right thing.

"...I wonder if he would have liked me." He looks down a little, tilting his chin further so he can try and meet Inigo's eye even from this position. The answer, indicative enough that he needed no introduction. Knows the basics to jump straight in, no hesitation.

"I'm sorry. Tidus told me by accident. He assumed you had already spoken to me about it. He didn't mean anything by it, I promise." He says, heartfelt and true. He is deeply apologetic and it shows in the dip in his brow, the frown on his mouth. But regardless, he was going to hear the story from Inigo, only Inigo. It was his to tell.