"How did I get here?"
It had been five years since I had arrived in Spira, but now there was no sign of anything I recognised, apart from the blitz ball arena. Ever since Sin disappeared everything had slowly begun to change. Everyday the surrounding's reminded me more of Zenarkand, but this was Besaid.
"Hey, are ya gonna pass the ball or what?"
That was Wakka's voice, he'd decided to get back into the game for a while as there wasn't anything else to do apart from disassemble Machina.
Wakka: I said pass me the ball, ya.
Tidus: Oh sorry, I must have been in a trance or something.
Wakka: Yeh, well don't you go getting yourself disoriented ya, we've got a big game coming up now against the Al Bhed.
Tidus: And if we win this one we get to the finals, you don't have to tell me again.
Wakka: Well, you don't look as if you're taking this seriously. Even Kimarhi thinks more about blitz ball than you do.
Tidus: I'm just not thinking straight.
Wakka: Maybe sin's toxin really got to ya this time?
Tidus: Sin's been invading my whole life.
Yuna: Have you been thinking about Sir Jecht again?
Tidus: Oh Yuna, do you you have to keep mentioning his name, Jecht, Jecht
Yuna: You really are silly, Sir Jecht was good man and you shouldn't put him down. Now forget that silly game and come in for some good home cooking.
Tidus: Wow Yuna I didn't know you could cook.
Yuna: Ha ha ha, you really know how to make me mad.