He's never felt himself deflate so badly in his entire life. (Untrue; when he's all alone, he can think of a couple of instances. Just, right now!!) Roland's attempts to hide his complete and utter disappointment that he won't be able to build a model before the mission starts continue to weaken as he lowers his hands holding the instruction guide until it drops totally to the counter. The glance he offers Tidus and Inigo is paired with a slightly agape mouth and perhaps, a confusion he's not sure he's controlling very well either.
"You're..." He finds his voice eventually. Miraculously, perhaps partly due to just the grace of more experience with matters that required him to remain calm even when he felt the complete opposite. "...You're giving me the instruction booklet but not the toy."
Crickets could not sound louder, nor could Roland sound any more monotone.
"You're baiting me."
It's not even phrased as a question. It's a fact. This is a fact. This is -
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He's never felt himself deflate so badly in his entire life. (Untrue; when he's all alone, he can think of a couple of instances. Just, right now!!) Roland's attempts to hide his complete and utter disappointment that he won't be able to build a model before the mission starts continue to weaken as he lowers his hands holding the instruction guide until it drops totally to the counter. The glance he offers Tidus and Inigo is paired with a slightly agape mouth and perhaps, a confusion he's not sure he's controlling very well either.
"You're..." He finds his voice eventually. Miraculously, perhaps partly due to just the grace of more experience with matters that required him to remain calm even when he felt the complete opposite. "...You're giving me the instruction booklet but not the toy."
Crickets could not sound louder, nor could Roland sound any more monotone.
"You're baiting me."
It's not even phrased as a question. It's a fact. This is a fact. This is -