[ Perhaps he pulled away too soon as Roland watches Inigo almost cry, his hands trying to halt the flow of tears. The instinct to try and give him comfort is a natural pull, one that takes more effort to hold back than it is to follow. But its Inigo's words that hook Roland back in, a soft affection which comes rolling in gently. ]

...That's an honor I'll always cherish. I'll always do my best to do right by you, pup. [ A role he chooses. A role he will fulfill to the end of his days. ] And to tell you the truth, if I ever got meet Olivia, [ - and Chrom, though he keeps that implicit. It sounds impossible, but he knows anything can happen now, on this train, in this life. ] the first thing I would tell her is how her son grew up to be an amazing young man.

[ The corner of his eyes crinkle in fondness, which he then hides by draping his arm over Inigo's shoulders again in a quick motion. ] Thank you for your honesty, Inigo. For what you've told me, for wanting to share parts of your life. Be patient with me, okay?