Tidus won't refuse his hand being Inigo's emotional support, even in the short walk over to the chairs. He isn't sure then it'd be let go, but when it is, his body is turned towards Inigo in conversation, his own arm resting on his lap as he listens.

"How'd they act with you?" The assessment has him curious, but even as he thinks about it, frowning- "The guys I got - I couldn't see them! And they had this flat voice half the time."

Which could be off-putting to some. It was sometimes for Tidus, but at least it wasn't bored and droning.