Oh, alright. Underwater tunnel it is.

The other side of the tunnel leads to a small but deep pool. Wakka swims back up and then gets out of the water to lead the way up a beaten path on the side of a hill.

Soon they reach a zenith with a stone monument off to a corner and other paths leading up to it. "Over here," Wakka says, walking to an edge which overlooks the other side of the island from where they came from. Short wooden poles are stuck to the ground with a rope stretched between them, serving as a fence of sorts. More the kind that warns you that if you keep going that way you may fall than the kind that can actually prevent the fall.

And from up there, they can see a small village, with one large stone building at one and and various smaller wood and stone cabins and huts along the rest of its area. "That's Besaid Village. I was born there, and lived here all my life. But we're leaving tomorrow, for the tournament, and then for the pilgrimage."

"The... pilgrimage."

Is... is Wakka lonely? Is that why he's telling Tōkan all of that? That's kind of sad but it also pulls at all of Tōkan's heartstrings.

He shakes his head. "Hoped it'd shake your memories up."

"Sorry," Tōkan says with a small shrug, but then he reprocesses something Wakka said. "Wait, with all of the players back on the beach plus you, that's a full team... which means the only way I could help you guys out would be if one of you guys isn't actually part of the team. You?"

"Caught that, did ya," Wakka says with some mirth, but then he sighs. "Yeah, I quit after last year's tournament. Hoped someone would step up and replace me, but no one wants ta join the team. Bit of a cursed team, I guess. We've, ah, never actually won the Spiran Tournament."

"I see."

Wakka's turn to look at Tōkan out of the corner of his eyes. "I have a—friend—who was gonna play if we never found anyone else. And then you show up, a day before we leave. I like to think... Yevon may have answered my prayers, you know?"

Yyyyeahhhh not touching that one with a ten-foot pole.

"Your friend will be okay if I play instead of them?"

"Oh, yeah, Zei doesn't really play that much. Kid's good, got instincts, but it wasn't really his thing. He, ah, if I say he's tryin' to be a summoner does that shake any marbles?"

Tōkan shakes his head. "Sorry."

"'S fine. If nothin' else, we can just teach ya all of it all over again."

Onwards towards the village.

"Oh hey Wakka, how would one to about acquiring a permanent warming spell?"

That takes him by surprise. "You... don't have one already? Then how are you—guess you won't remember, huh?"

How to say this without lying.

"I was already naked when I woke up by the beach there. My bag has stuff that I know is mine and recognise and I have shoes in there but nothing else. Or, I mean, not any more clothes; I have a sword and some Potions and stuff."

"Huh. The shop might have some, but if not I can get 'Lu to make ya one. Do you want any clothes?"

"Think so? Uh, at least shorts or something more substantial to hold my belongings, and maybe sandals. Oh and I probably want a scabbard for the sword. But I don't have—" Pause. "I may have money. What's the local currency?"

"...gil?"

"Okay, I do have money." Unless his coins aren't accepted, but he'll cross that bridge when he gets to it.

"You're a funny one, aren'tcha?"

"You show up naked with no memories and try to figure stuff out, then."

Wakka waves a hand and laughs. "Okay, okay, I guess!"

Tōkan eyes him up and down and adds, "Or maybe you could just get naked and we take it from there."

He laughs again and shrugs. "Don't play for that team, sorry kid."

"Had to try."