That was so sad, that she had wasted away, died just like that. Stopped even getting out of bed. It hurt his heart to think of Tidus, having lost both his parents. Yet he had still grown into the man that he was, still turned out brave and good.

He reached up to stroke his hair, a gesture he more often used with Inigo than Tidus, but Tidus deserved comfort too, even though he often didn't seem to need it.

"People are made from all that happens in their lives, not just the good but the bad as well." He said softly, "But it's alright to be sad about the things that hurt, even if they were long in the past."