"We're gonna get knocked into."

It's a warning—or really, a joke, a tease—that even Tidus doesn't take seriously when he slips it out, getting her gesture and going for it anyway, because what does he care for anyone else here? What anyone might think, seeing them. Let them stare or question. The water is nice, and so is his company.

He has to let go of their hands that become the furthest, but his side slips closed to hers, so it's not too much of a loss.

"I think that's a thing." The moving landscape, that is. "There's some buildings too... nothing fits, but they reminded me of Zanarkand a little. They have the roofs at the top that curve in. I tried looking for them again yesterday, but they were gone."

But maybe it was just...nostalgia. Maybe even now, he's remembering it wrong.

"We should probably speak to more of the people here," he reasons. "Find out who's been around and can tell us anything we should know. You know...about this place."

Because the ones who brought them here have been upfront about being creepy, but it doesn't make them any more trustworthy to Tidus.