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[ WHINE.

Because of the hair ruffling or because of what Tidus is saying? Well. As the famous gif says, why not both? ]

I don't sound like that! [ He first says, as if that sounded even remotely close to him to warrant such a protest in the first place, and then Inigo steps backwards to escape that ruffling hand. ]

Alright, fine, I'll just.. go see him.. I need to hurry anyway, so he'll believe I had to rush! Since it's the truth! [ Roland just won't have to know what Inigo was rushing from. His little costume party here.

Inigo looks like he's about to walk out of the room, but then he turns back to Tidus at the last second, pointing at the other guy. ]

If I won't come looking for you after an hour or two, you have to come save me! [ FROM WHATEVER ROLAND IS BEING SO.. WEIRD ABOUT.. ]

[blitzcheer]

[ look at the absolute mess inigo is.

And that's without messing up his hair. It's a sight to be sure, and Tidus wishes he could take a picture of it -- which he can, technically, but he knows better than to try, the camera (somewhere in the fuss) being deposited on the bed.

For now, he lifts up a hand. ]

Have fun!

[ heheheh ]

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That's not an answer!

[ But despite his whiny protest, and that look on Tidus's face - he recognizes that mental laughter look, dude! -, Inigo knows he doesn't have the time to linger right now.

So they're the last words he says before he starts dashing down the corridors of the train, heading in the direction of the library.