[ That stops Tidus, or stops his brain--one or both of these. He has to think first about the question, then what Roland is actually asking. Is this a normal question to ask? Does he know what he's taking? There's the crates of carrots all in the corner that he looks at just because it's big and his gaze happens to fall there. ]
I was going to take... an apple? [ Right, he was going to do that, but. He blinks back to Roland, sees the papers he's scribbling that. Now, his brow is furrowed for a different quizzing question. ]
nice, time to raid the fridge
[ That stops Tidus, or stops his brain--one or both of these. He has to think first about the question, then what Roland is actually asking. Is this a normal question to ask? Does he know what he's taking? There's the crates of carrots all in the corner that he looks at just because it's big and his gaze happens to fall there. ]
I was going to take... an apple? [ Right, he was going to do that, but. He blinks back to Roland, sees the papers he's scribbling that. Now, his brow is furrowed for a different quizzing question. ]
What're you doing?
[ Is it some kind of smart theory...ing? ]