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[ Thank Naga it's not his first time taking a selfie - he remembers that time they did it together with Roland, after all.

It means that he's got one part of this own. He knows what is happening, at the very least. But even with Tidus's explanation, it still feels like a lot to take in when it comes to how exactly this is happening.

But he does take the camera. He is going to try! ]

Alright, so.. this symbol, and this symbol.. [ He studies it, leaning in a little closer with his face, like any Old Person does when trying to view the screen of a piece of technology. ] They're still the same..

[ Yes, Inigo, generally those settings tend to stick after taking a photo. Ssh, don't tell him, he feels like he's being really smart right now.

He leans back. ]

And then I just press.. this one?

[ Granted, right now all that's on the 'viewfinder's' screen is Inigo's face. Or more accurately, his face from the lowest possible angle, which means it's mostly just chin.

And approximately half of Tidus's, like some sort of afterthought. Or a ghost haunting the picture.

(At least he seems distracted from his outfit for a moment. There's no more fidgeting for the moment.) ]

[ What a great picture. ]

You can. What you see here - [ he makes a circular motion towards the screen ] - is gonna be the picture you take. So what's here when you press that symbol [ relevant point!! ] is gonna be what you get.

[ That's pretty clear, right? He nods his head, tipping it to the side to do so. ]

Press it as many times as you want. It doesn't matter how many times you do, so just go for it.

[ Don't overthink it, bro!! ]

Okay.

[ That is, indeed, not too hard to understand. In fact, Inigo even realises that he doesn't like this picture enough to take it, which clearly means he will have to change the image.

But rather than moving around the device like any person would, Inigo thinks he is the problem here.

So he's moving. Getting up, then moving so that rather than sitting on the bunk, he's lying on it. Flat on his stomach. Looking like a worm as he stares at the image on the screen, trying to judge it. ]

.. I think it's better this way? [ That's not quite a statement, with that question mark there at the end. But he needs input from the selfie expert! ]

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...Take the picture?

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he'll know what inigo's doing when he sees the picture, right. right. ]

[ Hah, oh Tidus. You absolute fool.

The ways of Inigo's medieval mind are incomprehensible. Because he takes it, and then shows the picture off to Tidus, smiling. ]

Look, now there's less chin! [ Because moving his head all the way down was clearly the solution here, right. Rather than just.. moving the device up a little.

At least Inigo seems happy. ]

[ Inigo does seem happy. As goofy as it was to get there, Tidus huffs into the small smile, saying, ] There sure is [ as he comes down to flop next to Inigo. Some of the way, anyway - just to get on his level.

The picture has gone to the side by then, a small icon if they want to access the photo album. But it's returned back into camera mode, and Tidus touches the side of the screen, just to make it move. ]

You can get the picture you want too if you move the camera itself. See? Lift it up and try and get the both of us on the screen.

[ Here, he'll move his head in closer to Inigo's to make it easier, eyes up at the screen to use it as a way to look at Inigo indirectly. heyyy bro ]

[ wassaaaaaaaaaaap, bro.

Inigo's eyes grow a little wider at the revelation, and he does start moving around the camera, watching as the image moves right along with it.. No matter how many movies he's seen in the cinema carriage at this point - mostly thanks to Tidus, mind you - this will always be spectacular to him. Unreal.

He finally manages to settle on a good angle after a few moments, moving his head even closer to Tidus's by leaning against it (and thankfully avoiding just bumping his head hard against Tidus's) and smiling. ]

There!

[ Apparently the other's earlier gestures did at least teach him how to see the full picture - clicking the tiny thumbnail so it grows larger on the screen. ]

.. I like this one. [ Inigo taps the screen, right against the tip of his nose on the screen. ] It's cute. We look happy.

[ And much less worried about your current outfit, huh, Inigo? ]

We're hanging halfway off the bed.

[ At least, Tidus is. But it's a funny thing to him, the good face they're making while laid back on a bed, feet on the floor - butt hanging off. That might be what makes it a good picture.

It's going to be fun to look back on in the future.

He taps at the screen, taking the picture away and putting the camera back on. ]

Time for a dumb face now. You gotta have one pic like that!

[ You know, you gotta!! The rules of taking photos!!

And as such, Tidus puffs out his cheeks, squinting -- making the face of a pufferfish for a second before deflating. ]

See? Like that! Dare ya.

[ Usually Inigo would question if this really is some rule of photos. Or something people do at all. If it's not just Tidus is making up on the spot to prank him.

But the mood is too good to question it. Or to whine, or to complain, or to do anything of the sort. Instead Inigo just smiles when Tidus speaks up. ]

Hey, do you think the same tricks people use on you work on me? [ HE'S NOT HYPER-COMPETITIVE, OKAY.

And yet. And yet Inigo is still going right along with it. Putting his fingers underneath his eyes, and tugging down the skin there, while moving up his upper lip and move with the muscles to give him a bit of a piggy nose going on.

There's only one problem here, and it's got nothing to do with Inigo thinking he looks ridiculous. ]

.. I don't have hands left to take the picture with. [ The horror. ]

[ There you go, there's the spirit, Inigo! Tidus watches as he works at his face with both the hands, a scoff leaving him as he sees the issue -- ] Good thinking, there, [ --but he picks up the problem from his stomach. Here, let him get this angled above them just right... ]

Hey. Is this any different from your regular face? [ GOT YA, BRO!!! Cheeky comments aside, Tidus draws out a pleasant 'bliiitz!', puffs out his cheeks and rolls back his eyes for the quickest thrown together dumb face he can make to join his bro in solidarity, and click! goes the device.

The image keeps for a second, then goes into the corner like the others. But Tidus presses it back into full screen.

behold

their beautiful faces ]

[ Ah.

Gorgeous.

Though Inigo doesn't seem as worried about someone seeing this.. amazing picture. Maybe he already wasted his whole picture worrying fit on the potential one with his entire outfit earlier, and it's robbed him of any ability to really care now.

He lets out a snort all the same when he sees the image. ]

Do they really take pictures like this where you're from?

Sure, if you want to. You can take pictures of anything. I just wanted you to get used to it, that's all.

[ He tilts his face towards Inigo, a hum of a laugh against his lips, before turning back to the tablet-like camera, swiping off to the photo and going back to one of the previous ones. ]

Everyone thinks they look funny in photos. But who cares? Even funny ones make you think of the time you took 'em. [ He'll need some time to show him that, won't he?

But a thought pops into his mind, and he starts flicking back on the photos, to before Inigo's. It doesn't take long to land on a certain photo, from a certain day.

And, maybe a little smugly, holding it up above their heads. ]

Remember?

[ The smile on Inigo's face is saying everything already before he even verbally answers. ]

I remember. [ And that is a precious picture. It's so nice to see the three of them looking so happy, considering everything they've been through in their respective homes. More than anything, no matter what happens with them here - Inigo hopes they can stay like that. Happy. That's all he wishes for.

His gaze flickers from the picture on the screen towards Tidus. ]

.. I think I can take a picture now. Of.. you know. [ He gestures downwards at his outfit. ] It's a little less scary now.

[ Sometimes all it takes is having some dumb, dumb fun with your bro to take the frightening sting out of something. ]

[ Tidus meets the face opposite his, the two of them parted only by their shoulders pressed together. Eyes flickering to follow the gesture he sees out of his periphery, though he already knows what Inigo means. His smile pressing wider, emphasising his one-word reply. ]

Good.

[ Good.

He sits up with the camera being put on his lap, a hand up on the framing of the bed above for balance, to mind his head. ]

You don't want me to go first? I can show you all the poses I did for the photoshoots.

[ In a joking example, he puts fists on his waist, puffs up his chest and lifts his chin. Hey, hey?? ]

Sure. You seem pretty eager. [ The last part being a gentle tease, obviously. Even though Inigo knows Tidus is doing it possibly to keep up the current mood, or to help make Inigo feel even more comfortable - which is why he actually accepts the offer, not worrying about whether or not he may feel more apprehensive about it again in a few moments.

Right now he just needs to do stuff. It seems to be working out for him better the less he thinks.

So Inigo sits up, grabbing the device off Tidus's lap so the other can get up to pose. ]

So what's your first pose, mister famous blitzball player I'm going to put in a magazine? [ That's how magazines work, right? With.. photoshoots..? He's learning! ]

Well well well! Let me show you how a star player shows his stuff!

[ It's said as Tidus gets up and takes his place, S'reee's bathtub behind him, his hands back on his sides in a show of confidence. He may be playing it up a little (or a lot), but he figures that'll be better for Inigo than being stuffy about it - and who wants to be unfun, anyway?

He lifts up his arms band hand, paused in a cupping shape. ]

First, we need the perfect prop.

[ And what else but -- tada: his blitzball in a puff of gold dust. Tidus raises it with his fingers, gets it spinning on one easy. Oh yeah, look at this sweet move! Interrupted only once he's satisfied, nudging it up into the air and grabbing it in his hand proper.

Tidus moves it, resting it inside the crook of his arm, the back of his wrist on his hip. His chin raises, and he brushes his hair back once to ruffle it up some before putting it where it was. ]

Oh yeah! Looking good, huh?

[ YEAH, DUDE. YOU'RE REALLY LOOKING GOOD, THAT'S THE WHOLE PROBLEM HERE.

Thankfully the good and kind of joking mood keeps Inigo from getting fully distracted by ~~just how much of a gay panic he has for Tidus 24/7~~ how good Tidus looks. Instead he just tries to focus on how nice it is to see Tidus like this. It feels like the other is in his natural habitat. All confident, posing so easily, like this is just routine for him. Yet never losing his energy.

He raises the device, even getting up to try and find a good angle to take the picture from. ]

Is that hair part a special picture trick you've learned? [ Inigo means 'photoshoot' more than 'picture' here, but it's hard when you don't know modern lingo, yet still want to lightly tease your friend with how he can make himself look good so naturally. ]

The girls love seeing guys do that! [ why yes, let him share all his cool-posing secrets. ] They have these video ads - you know, like what's on in the cinema, selling products. And you get people who do this - [ running his hand through his hair again ] or pose like this.

[ This secondary this takes some more fiddling, putting a foot up on the side of S'reee's bathtub and hanging his arm off the knee, his other hand pocketed into his trouser pocket. Cool guy pose. ]

You gotta learn what your good angles are too. With an outfit like that, you should try something like...

[ He's eyeing Inigo up and down, then places the blitzball onto the bed, forgetting about the fake photoshoot here. Then, getting a vague idea, he turns his body into a side profile; a hand resting comfortably on his side again, back arching just to bring out his chest some, the other arm risen and the hand of it doing...

something. Tidus is wiggling that. ]

Mmm, just make a cool face, this won't matter. [ flappy flappy hand. ] You just wanna do this to see how the hangy parts look.

[ Inigo almost whines that he can't take a good photo of Tidus while he's moving this much, but he realises by the time Tidus is posing that the other is just getting into the idea of how Inigo could pose with his particular outfit.

.. though his gaze mostly ends up resting on Tidus's hand. Why the wiggling, bro. ]

I'm pretty sure it's going to matter. [ As long as it's visible in the picture, it's definitely going to matter! Inigo doesn't care that Tidus is way more of an expert about this than Inigo could ever be, he's pretty sure about this one. ] I can't just randomly wiggle my hand! Even I would be confused why I was doing that if I look back at it later!

[ Pah! ] You won't wave around your hand for the picture. You wanna hold one of those hanging parts! Or... I don't know! Just let it hang? See how it looks! That's why you need to hold this hand out.

[ This one, with the hand he's wiggling once more (but only once!). They're getting distracted from what's important here, Tidus losing the pose to make a gesture his way. ]

Alright, you do it now and I'll take the photo. Or do any kind of pose, it doesn't matter. I can take as many pictures as we want to!

[ Look, Tidus doesn't have to wait. And while he didn't mind the plan of Inigo taking pictures of him first, he just gets excited and forgets about these things five seconds later. ]

Okay, how-- how about we do it without the poses first, huh?

[ Because that might bring all of this right back around to being a little Too Much for Inigo. Whereas he's only just come to terms with the idea of taking a photo in general, let alone with these poses.

So he hands over the device to Tidus after fully standing up, but then just.. standing there. Even like this, while just standing and not really posing, Inigo finds himself kind of nervous about where to leave his hands. He's trying to let them just hang down at his sides, naturally, but that way his fingers keep nervously plucking at his pants.. ]

I-It's good enough like this, right?

That works. [ If you wanna be unfun. But Tidus is getting the camera into place, won't complain about how there's nothing wrong with posing just a little, bro! ]

Alright, hold it, annnnnd....

[ Snap! A picture finally taken, after a lot of faffing around that never had to happen. Tidus takes a look at the picture, a brow raising some when he notices the way Inigo's pulling on his pants in the shot.

Bah, whatever. He steps over to him, sharing the view of the photo. ]

Here!

[ Don't you mentally bah him!

Not that Inigo notices. Since it's all inside of Tidus's head, for one - but also since the sight of the actual picture freezes him up for a moment, leaving him just staring at the sight. It's one thing to see the clothes on him when he looks down, or as a side thing next to his face while taking a selfie. But seeing the outfit in whole from the front like this..

He doesn't even notice what his hands are doing on the picture, honestly. All he can see is the outfit.

It takes Inigo a few moments before he can seems to find his ability to speak once more. ]

.. the clothes are really pretty.

[ if only the picture wasn't shown, inigo would be able to mentally know tidus is bahhing at him. ]

See? I told you! That's why I wanted you to see the parts on your arms! [ is he still going on about that. Still, he's not going to miss this opportunity to playfully knock Inigo on his arm and add: ] But the guy in them's not bad-looking either, huh?

[ Yeah?? OHHHH he so took that shot!! ]

He'd even look better lookin' proud about himself.

You're still going on about that!

[ Inigo whines, but it's all light. After all, he knows Tidus means it as a barrage of compliments, designed to make Inigo feel better about himself, no matter how much of an uphill struggle that is.

So even as he whines, he smiles. ]

I think that guy's working on it. You can't ask more of him, right? [ No matter how long it might take to get there.

He moves a hand out towards the picture, as if to touch it. ]

.. but until then, I guess I at least have this.

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