He deserves an award for how he continues to keep his concerned yet unmoving expression despite the force of Tidus's shove, and that he clatter of the frying pan was loud enough to wake someone up from their sleep. Inwardly however, Roland could have been in stitches. Bet you didn't expect that, eh?

Roland shrugs lightly, as if encouraging Tidus (????) Goes for the bread dough and does what he's told to do, removing whatever it's covered in for the rise and sinking the warm of his palms straight into it. Air bubbles hissing out, deflating in his touch before he starts moving his arms, using his whole body to knead. Practiced from the ramen making, and that was dough he definitely needed to work and rework consistently.

Look at him go at it with the pancakes. Roland composes himself before speaking again, retaining that mock of concern.

"Hey, listen." He says, a tilt of his head towards Tidus's station by the pans and stove. "This stuff isn't as easy as it looks, y'know? Don't beat yourself up for flipping the pancake too early!" A nod to emphasize that it's normal, Tidus. Don't worry about it. Try again!! Pancake Flipping needs time and experience! Roland turns away, pretending to wipe his nose against his opposite shoulder when in fact, he's actually grinning. No wonder Tidus likes poking fun at Roland all the time.