"Even me and my danceless feet," Tidus clarifies near-flatly, if not for the tickling humour under the reply. That of course Inigo is ready to take offence when Tidus is calling himself out!
But otherwise, he doesn't go on. There's no point in putting on a song for someone to get a feel for if you're just going to chat all the way through it. Speaking only when Inigo does, though the question is rhetorical enough to leave alone.
"Everything's odd the first few times."
Time to get used to the future, Inigo. Tidus watches him quietly, wondering if he can guess his movements by the beat, what will he do? But they're small games in the larger curiosity of dance in the first place, how a person wants or finds themselves moving.
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But otherwise, he doesn't go on. There's no point in putting on a song for someone to get a feel for if you're just going to chat all the way through it. Speaking only when Inigo does, though the question is rhetorical enough to leave alone.
"Everything's odd the first few times."
Time to get used to the future, Inigo. Tidus watches him quietly, wondering if he can guess his movements by the beat, what will he do? But they're small games in the larger curiosity of dance in the first place, how a person wants or finds themselves moving.