[ There's seven sleeper cars, Roland, you can't make him!!. Or you could, begrudgingly, but let's not encourage that.

But Tidus is careful, slowing how he puts away the cutlery into their trays, to the point of stopping altogether while Roland speaks. Not because of how his voice changes or because it's softer, but because forks and knives are noisy no matter how you set them down.

He grabs a handful anyway, picking out the spoons away from the forks and knives, turning his head back in Roland's direction. ]

Then if you're fine with it, I'll try and get a book! Some of my friends, they didn't want to see their homes. Don't blame them -- I get it. It's not easy for everyone being this far away. I don't want to make them feel bad.

[ Even if he wants to see their worlds the most, it's not worth tearing them up over it. ]