Well, it's not wrong. But he would rather that distance than the kind of walls that lying would raise up between them, no matter how much kindness it was motivated by. Even if the truth never came to light, Auron would know. Better to keep it in the dark, as though one day it could be exhumed and come of some use to either of them. Not much seems to mean anything in this city.

Auron touches the back of his thumb to the soft hair at the nape of his neck.

"I promise."

Easy to say, because he already has. Tidus just doesn't know it.