Look, can Tidus be blamed that he doesn't exactly want to be rushing to face a wall? That's mainly it - that for once, he isn't trying to trick or deceive Inigo into doing anything. It just happens!

But when Inigo does concede, Tidus lights up: a genuine surprise morping into delight. Because really, even if he knows zilch about dancing, any other alternative was both dull and weird.

No - watching Inigo was bound to be way more fun. Tidus is initially quiet in his seat -- though, that ready energy has its own volume, really -- beaming when their eyes meet.

"Okay!" No problem! Oh oh oh- "What if I do this?"

This being his hands going up on his face. Palm heels at the bottom, but then crossing over, so Tidus can easily peek an eye out by lifting a hand.

Hiiiiii.