[ Oh, thank Naga for the question Jingyi is asking here - because it's something Inigo doesn't have to write down, and that gives him a moment to catch up with what has been said before, quickly writing it down over here.
And even as he's writing, he apparently has just enough time and brain capacity to say-- ]
I don't think that's what Jingyi meant.
[ Since the microphone is weird, even if Inigo is giving it more of a pass.
He only glances up from writing when he realises Tidus is looking at him - or maybe because he's hearing that last name, and that one always has Inigo at full attention, regardless of the situation. ]
.. I don't think that's a bad idea. Though I guess we should make sure to tell the train that we shouldn't have to pay for it.
[ Because Inigo doesn't even want to think about how much supplies would cost, please. It's enough to give him a headache. ]
1 quiche as i'm thinking of delightful morning meals
Inigo's right, I'm talking about that thing, the one you're holding. What were you doing.
( the singing portions sounded so strange, particularly to his ears. )
Ugh, yeah, be extremely, stupidly specific with the train. It fills in the blanks otherwise and you get things like new bedding instead of better beds? Also candy on the pillows that people paid for, that's the opposite of what I ever told the train as a consolation gift for everything it puts us in.
( he throws his hands into the air, tail thudding against the floor in emphatic doneness with the situation. )
[ Oh look, the subject easily moved away from the microphone. So Tidus doesn't have to answer! He at least won't put it on again, for now - he finds complaining about the train easier, anyway. ]
It didn't think that supplying us with medkits, no questions asked was worth it, so that's the kind of thinking you're dealing with. 'Voidtreckers do this and that well enough, so why do they need this thing'. 'You have points, so you can buy it for everyone'.
[ He holds the microphone at a tilted angle, waving it a bit from his now folded arms. He could say a few more things about the voting and shopping service, but first- ]
I'm gonna try and get everyone I know who has a world in trouble to ask the train. We also need to tell it to talk to us before it make big decisions. [ Huuuff. ] I mean, I tried that before, but it's not going to listen to one person.
[ 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.
[ Jingyi gets the microphone him easy enough, Tidus not thinking to keep a hold on it, and so there it is, now with him.
Okay, okay. ] It's a microphone, for singing and projecting your voice with. It's got a button that modifies your voice.
[ He makes a small but quick gesture to point to the set, the buttons easy to find. That's a chunky boy.
Anyway, back to the main conversation? Back to that. ]
Doesn't the ministry know about some of us being dead? They knew about me when I got dragged into that Q&A with the inspectors. I didn't even say nothing, but I told them about dead people coming back to life.
[ ...which might have been happening in Spira, but is still weird to hear himself say out loud. ]
Do we wanna ask them to look for people's bodies? ... the ones that have them.
[ And that should be the time for him to go quiet, except, that does make him realise... ]
...hey. Did you two see your bodies? Were they okay?
what kind of 1 QUACKERY IS IT THAT INIGO IS THE QUEEN??
[ The microphone fiddling means that Inigo has some time to write down the names given to them, plus the names of some other people he knows are in similar situations, if not just from being out there on the platform and talking to those people.
But when the conversation comes back around to the main topic, Inigo kind of wishes it had instead lingered on the microphone.
His expression doesn't shift a whole ton. There's only a faint frown, and it's very much on possible. It's something about Inigo retreating back inside purposefully. ]
Sure. To make sure that they can care for the bodies of people that'd otherwise be in trouble, at least. [ He adds to what Tidus is saying. That's the easy part.
The part that's harder to talk about is what he's avoiding - namely that last question. It's not even that he'd avoiding it since the answer is bad, it's just.. It's such a weird topic, and the less Inigo thinks about it, the better, honestly. He already feels awkward at the mere mention of it, and so he quickly returns to writing after he says only that, pretending like they won't notice he didn't answer the question as long as he seems busy with something else. ]
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1 QUACKHOOD which is my new favourite word
And even as he's writing, he apparently has just enough time and brain capacity to say-- ]
I don't think that's what Jingyi meant.
[ Since the microphone is weird, even if Inigo is giving it more of a pass.
He only glances up from writing when he realises Tidus is looking at him - or maybe because he's hearing that last name, and that one always has Inigo at full attention, regardless of the situation. ]
.. I don't think that's a bad idea. Though I guess we should make sure to tell the train that we shouldn't have to pay for it.
[ Because Inigo doesn't even want to think about how much supplies would cost, please. It's enough to give him a headache. ]
1 quiche as i'm thinking of delightful morning meals
( the singing portions sounded so strange, particularly to his ears. )
Ugh, yeah, be extremely, stupidly specific with the train. It fills in the blanks otherwise and you get things like new bedding instead of better beds? Also candy on the pillows that people paid for, that's the opposite of what I ever told the train as a consolation gift for everything it puts us in.
( he throws his hands into the air, tail thudding against the floor in emphatic doneness with the situation. )
1 queen, but who is the queen
It didn't think that supplying us with medkits, no questions asked was worth it, so that's the kind of thinking you're dealing with. 'Voidtreckers do this and that well enough, so why do they need this thing'. 'You have points, so you can buy it for everyone'.
[ He holds the microphone at a tilted angle, waving it a bit from his now folded arms. He could say a few more things about the voting and shopping service, but first- ]
I'm gonna try and get everyone I know who has a world in trouble to ask the train. We also need to tell it to talk to us before it make big decisions. [ Huuuff. ] I mean, I tried that before, but it's not going to listen to one person.
1 queue as we're in line to become queen
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.
1 quitting the line: spoilers, it's jingyi
( He's now trying to see if he can nab the microphone to look at it, or nab Tidus's arm to look at it while responding to Inigo. )
All people facing different states of choice and consequence. List it all, contact the ministry with it too.
the 1 quintessential queen here is clearly inigo
Okay, okay. ] It's a microphone, for singing and projecting your voice with. It's got a button that modifies your voice.
[ He makes a small but quick gesture to point to the set, the buttons easy to find. That's a chunky boy.
Anyway, back to the main conversation? Back to that. ]
Doesn't the ministry know about some of us being dead? They knew about me when I got dragged into that Q&A with the inspectors. I didn't even say nothing, but I told them about dead people coming back to life.
[ ...which might have been happening in Spira, but is still weird to hear himself say out loud. ]
Do we wanna ask them to look for people's bodies? ... the ones that have them.
[ And that should be the time for him to go quiet, except, that does make him realise... ]
...hey. Did you two see your bodies? Were they okay?
what kind of 1 QUACKERY IS IT THAT INIGO IS THE QUEEN??
But when the conversation comes back around to the main topic, Inigo kind of wishes it had instead lingered on the microphone.
His expression doesn't shift a whole ton. There's only a faint frown, and it's very much on possible. It's something about Inigo retreating back inside purposefully. ]
Sure. To make sure that they can care for the bodies of people that'd otherwise be in trouble, at least. [ He adds to what Tidus is saying. That's the easy part.
The part that's harder to talk about is what he's avoiding - namely that last question. It's not even that he'd avoiding it since the answer is bad, it's just.. It's such a weird topic, and the less Inigo thinks about it, the better, honestly. He already feels awkward at the mere mention of it, and so he quickly returns to writing after he says only that, pretending like they won't notice he didn't answer the question as long as he seems busy with something else. ]