[ They can joke around all day every day, but when it comes to matters like self-improvement, Roland does stop to listen to the guy who he's seen flip like crazy and still hit the target like it was nothing. He takes every piece of advice given, despite how roughly he packages them. But by this time, Roland can only pretend to scoff or chuckle at it, an antic he's used to, and has come to expect and translate.

Can't stop trying to be better! - essentially. He wholeheartedly agrees. ]

I welcome it. I'm not throwing in the towel, don't get me wrong. I guess I'm just inclined to sticking to what I know are my strengths, heh.

[ Which are admittedly, not necessarily in combat, but that's an aside! His toast is almost finished by the time he reaches for another sip, but he eats at pace with Tidus so they can take their trays out in sync for dishes. So what if Purple doesn't have dish duty anymore? He's disciplined enough to clean as he goes! ]

The last time I practiced, it was stationary. I used the dummies, and other small items to grab onto. Nita helped with her floating lance, but that only refined the grip of the hook. Didn't have anything to do with moving me around using it. [ He crosses his arms as he finishes chewing. ] Hm. I do wonder though...

[ About his pistol, new and improved - ]

Think it's possible for me to make a whole new move using the grapple? That'd be mighty handy.