And Tidus shrugged. "Better me than her. Summoners... Summoners and guardians would die stopping Sin. Always. Yuna would have, but we did something different - she would've died, or both of us. That's how Dad went. But... Better me than her."

He really believed that. Normally when he spoke he was energetic, friendly, always conveying some strong emotion. This was just a simple truth he believed, and always would believe.

And he looked over at Firion, then reached out to hit him lightly in the shoulder. "Come on, it's okay. I'm here, right? Bahamut said I'd become something more than a dream, and I'm breathing and all that other stuff. Nothing's gonna change that, but telling people... It's hard, so I don't do it much."