...Did Roland really just pull an Earth injoke on him? Tidus blinks at his answer, mumbling in confirmation, but also realising there was an attempt to drag him into something he didn't get. Should he ask if there's any pineapples on board? Does he want to?? Please, Mister President!

He's got the non-pizzafied wraps to stick on the heat though, and with those still on their own tray, Roland fiddling with his pancakes, Tidus takes a second to make the transfer into the secondary frying pan not used for the chocolate, savoury treat. The cough of a laugh getting him to look over, between Roland and the grimmelkin...? now without an ear.

Two ears, with the second offered to him. He takes it, but eyes it and Roland.

"That's supposed to get me to eat it." Does he really dare? Really?

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…of course he's doing it, he's holding it, he can't resist!