[ Inigo is still diligently trying to write most of this down - or at least the bigger arguments being made here, with some small notes underneath to elaborate on it later. There might be a mumble of 'I like the candy though...' as he's writing. Because he definitely understands Jingyi's point, but..

Also.. candy.

You know? Candy. It's important. Candy. ]

Do you guys have any idea of how many people there are on the train who've got a world in trouble? [ It's what Tidus's question makes him think of. And he's a little curious, because Inigo thought he belonged to that category, but apparently not anymore. Apparently he's just that insignificant to the world being fixed behind his back. ] Just to see how big of a statement we could make.