"You ate my worm," Tidus sullenly complains, glaring down at Inigo and with a pouty lip that isn't even being admired. If he were the kind of person, he'd fake kick Inigo, but even like this, it doesn't feel right.

"You owe me." There's a panging still to his forehead, but with Inigo playing out of commission, Tidus steps to the side, minding where Inigo's closest hand is...and starts reaching around for the scattered candy.

"A big order of candy. You're buying. Sweets for weeks." Can bossing someone around just be crumbling, 'cause it's more that than any actual expectation of this happening (do they even remember why they came out here for).