There's a body throwing itself on him - okay, but really throwing, but close enough! - and luckily Tidus is in a place where he can't be pushed back, taking the fall weight and force of Inigo climbing on top of him. His stutters being lost and swallowed up by Inigo's own aggrievances, and Tidus doesn't know what to say even after. What did I do?! he wants to whine so badly, even if he knows, but--!

But he doesn't. The look on Inigo's face, the glint in his eyes near missable even with the proximity, the light behind them shrouding them in some shade -- it hushes him, and the arms come around him to further confuse Tidus. His arms and hands somewhere on Inigo's back already, but in a feathering, uncertain way. He knows where to put his arms on a girl, or Yuna, but on a guy? -- this isn't important.

"Whuh-" What is important is the confusion spluttering out of his mouth, until finally- "What are you talking about? I made a mess of your night! You don't deserve me-" a scoff "-but not the way you're saying it. I'm trying to make it up to you 'cause I've been stupid. I said stupid things. You just wanted to help and I-- I was just feeling sorry for myself."

It's plainly true. That he's been stuck in his own head, pushing Inigo away. And why? Because he's scared, because he doesn't know what to do.

"I don't deserve you, Inigo. I don't deserve any of my friends here."

But his arms may be holding on tighter to Inigo as he says it, his head dipping close to the body in front of him.