[ Ughhhhh, Tidus is sighing, mentally and otherwise. ] I was fine, Roland. I was up all night fighting that giant thing and its little guys. I wasn't hurt or weak, just--tired, you know? I didn't want more healing. I wanted to go to bed.

[ He gets it, especially with how Roland can be himself. But he tries, reassuring: ] I got caught up healing when I shouldn't, but it was a good thing. Inigo didn't need to worry. You saw me the next day, remember? He did too!

[ He was sluggish, sure--but he couldn't be accused of anything grave. ]