"Wha?" Tidus says obliviously, fixing up the pancake. "This is just a--"

But then, he stops. He pauses with the pan in hand, the realisation dawning on him. And then he gets it, with the heat rushing up his face.

And Tidus shoves Roland hard with his free hand, accidentally slamming the frying pan harder on the stove than he means to at the same time. "No one asked you! You wanna get into your performance issues, gramps?! Go and knead the bread dough! Go be actually useful! Ugh! Stupid...!"

Don't mind as Tidus just tsuns fumes over this pancake so he can get it put on the plate and he can work on the next one. WITHOUT ANY ISSUES. BECAUSE HE HAS NONE.