Well, it's not hard to imagine that kind of tech existing in his world either - where mobile phones were linked to wristwatches and the like. If he's not mistaken, a lot of his counsel wore them too, bluetooth technology and all of that jazz? It's the ring version that gets him to make a face, imagining it and how convenient that would be. Perhaps it would be holographic tech then; how else would you call and type on it?
The pineapple bit though, receives not so much an incredulous look, but a shrug of one shoulder, an understanding that Spira just was not quite like Earth. In some ways similar, in other ways not. "It's a fruit. Sweet, tart, and yellow. Caused quite an uproar back home because some people liked it as a topping on their pizzas. Jury's still out if I'm a fan or not, though."
He sets the plate of pancakes down as the oven is put to use, and tears off an ear. He raises his eyebrows once as he eats, a sign of a challenge received, and chews a little more dramatically than is expected. A slight smirk resting on his lips, amused. "He'll understand. The needs of the people demand a taste test." He holds back a cough right after, and what might be the start of a laugh as he looks away, covering his mouth.
"...I can't believe I've still got it." Roland says, tearing off the second ear and offering it to Tidus. "It's just as bad as I remember it."
Too little sugar, which one might think the chocolate offsets, but the salt and the flour ratio was not doing it any favors either way. Now if this was a bowl of cereal...
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The pineapple bit though, receives not so much an incredulous look, but a shrug of one shoulder, an understanding that Spira just was not quite like Earth. In some ways similar, in other ways not. "It's a fruit. Sweet, tart, and yellow. Caused quite an uproar back home because some people liked it as a topping on their pizzas. Jury's still out if I'm a fan or not, though."
He sets the plate of pancakes down as the oven is put to use, and tears off an ear. He raises his eyebrows once as he eats, a sign of a challenge received, and chews a little more dramatically than is expected. A slight smirk resting on his lips, amused. "He'll understand. The needs of the people demand a taste test." He holds back a cough right after, and what might be the start of a laugh as he looks away, covering his mouth.
"...I can't believe I've still got it." Roland says, tearing off the second ear and offering it to Tidus. "It's just as bad as I remember it."
Too little sugar, which one might think the chocolate offsets, but the salt and the flour ratio was not doing it any favors either way. Now if this was a bowl of cereal...