[ Tidus sitting with the question 'What do you think?' pressed behind his lips, ready to pounce out. But they don't get a chance to before they're redundant by the sound of Yuna's gasp, making Tidus excited and worried both at once.

He hasn't gotten to feel so stupidly happy like this in a while, with a sprinkling of shy; in a way he doesn't want to be obvious about, but that has him giddy anyway. ]

Well, I didn't get to pick the style, but I remembered the huts where people were weaving them, and all the other cloths there. And I thought it'd be nicer to look at than the same boring bed covers each morning.

[ Because pfft, that's dull, right? Tidus's gaze flickers from the blanket to Yuna's face, and he adds, as if just compelled to keep talking: ]

I got it after the mission... you have to wait for the platform stops, so it took a while to get here.