That's right - for once, it's Inigo steering this boat, and he isn't putting the brakes on their speed. Tidus should be puzzled by how okay Inigo is with this; not that he doesn't usually go along with his ideas, but wanting to nag the train?

For once, it's Inigo's idea. The one who finds asking the train anything pointless, even if Tidus still convinces him now and then to do.

"Alright!" But that isn't stopping Tidus. He gets up, the feel of standing on the air mattress funny but firm, stepping onto the polished wood of the actual gym floor and watching Inigo at first, before making his way over to the closer of the doors.

There's a tray of empty cups near it too. He can grab those, get them taken back to the kitchen along the way.