Tidus hums, short and agreeing to Inigo's hope. Just having any clarity for once would be a blessing, and not just getting duped in playing along with them from a lack of having anyone to engage with in so long. He wishes he could talk to Anan now, see what she would say, but what difference would there be? She worked with the Ministry too.

Ugh. He hated these fuzzy futures dictated by anyone but himself.

"Guess it's back to seeing and waiting what happens as usual," Tidus sighs, moving his head back in a resigned motion. "Do we tell the train? Someone's gonna tell it about this, I bet. There's no keeping it secret."

Word was sure to get out.