Huh? Oh, right - someone got stuck in their internal dialogue. Reminded of the outside world, Tidus waves a hand dismissively.

"Nothing. Let's wait for the door!" And with that plan set, Tidus walks to lean his back against the wall opposite, or whichever is near to the door. "How often does it open? Think we have to wait long?"

This is now the type of dogs they are instead: two dogs waiting on door duty.