[ Roland smirks slowly, though to his defense he does try to stop himself from outright grinning. The progress has been delayed somewhat, and the enemies from the last mission didn't do much for him in terms of challenge. But seeing himself in action and actually getting an intended result is astounding in its own right. ]

Oh yeah?

[ And it can only get better from here. Whereas he would usually attempt some small talk, idle chatter as he offers a hand for Tidus to grip onto to stand, today he does neither of these things. Roland continues to stare down at his sparring partner, determination rolling off of him in waves despite the steadiness in his voice, or the caliber of his pistol that remains where it is, arm unmoving. Literally staring down the barrel of a gun. ]

How? Tell me. Show me. I want to know how you would counter this when your enemy is half a second away from the trigger.

[ It's exciting. They're getting better. They're all getting better. ]