He holds back his chuckle at the last second, making sure neither of them could see or sense the smile threatening to break loose. What in the world was this, now? This crazy little improvisation, this masterful tactic and shift of script? Roland loves it, deep down. The play-acting, the pretend that transports him into another kind of world; one of his choosing, this time. One he wants to be in, even if his experiences thus far have been rewarding in their own way.
It strikes even fonder still when they play along so well, despite the occasional lapses in character. Tidus, obviously no longer in the running to get with it, but look at how Inigo catches the fall. They could be in his theatre group back in high school at this level of dedication! So how could he possibly break himself? He needs only to see this, and to remember that both of them gave him a gift no one else would have thought to spend on him.
"W-What?!" He exclaims convincingly, dramatically. Taking a step back, eyes wide and his brows up high. "You're still breathin', and you've got reinforcements?" That's the cue. Roland looks at Tidus sitting pretty there and points at him as if he's the enemy of the century. Nudges a little at Inigo on the floor with a strategic yet gentle movement of his closest foot to shoulder, a sign to let him know it's working. It's working!
"You about to pull a trick, cowboy? You the one he's callin' amazing?"
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He holds back his chuckle at the last second, making sure neither of them could see or sense the smile threatening to break loose. What in the world was this, now? This crazy little improvisation, this masterful tactic and shift of script? Roland loves it, deep down. The play-acting, the pretend that transports him into another kind of world; one of his choosing, this time. One he wants to be in, even if his experiences thus far have been rewarding in their own way.
It strikes even fonder still when they play along so well, despite the occasional lapses in character. Tidus, obviously no longer in the running to get with it, but look at how Inigo catches the fall. They could be in his theatre group back in high school at this level of dedication! So how could he possibly break himself? He needs only to see this, and to remember that both of them gave him a gift no one else would have thought to spend on him.
"W-What?!" He exclaims convincingly, dramatically. Taking a step back, eyes wide and his brows up high. "You're still breathin', and you've got reinforcements?" That's the cue. Roland looks at Tidus sitting pretty there and points at him as if he's the enemy of the century. Nudges a little at Inigo on the floor with a strategic yet gentle movement of his closest foot to shoulder, a sign to let him know it's working. It's working!
"You about to pull a trick, cowboy? You the one he's callin' amazing?"