[ He waves, watching Tidus leave. He throws his voice out - a simple thank you! - for dragging him out of counting the stores to play something fun, before his hands drop the controller, VR set forgotten in an instant. He did enjoy, he did!
But as he cleans up after themselves, controllers and wires and everything else settled in place as if no one was there playing for half an hour, Roland is still unsteady. The image of the dragon turned child is too close to what he woke up from, so he doesn't bother returning to it. Tidus won't need to know that if he ever needed to play again, it wasn't going to be this. Not unless he can skip the end. ]
Supposed to be young, huh?
[ He stands, dusts himself off, and follows Tidus out of the car after some time passes. And back he goes into the only thing he finds solace in, the only thing he knows - his nose in a book; documents shuffled in his hands; stores counted; chores done. ]
they see me roland, they hatin' 8) also don't mind this just closing it off~
But as he cleans up after themselves, controllers and wires and everything else settled in place as if no one was there playing for half an hour, Roland is still unsteady. The image of the dragon turned child is too close to what he woke up from, so he doesn't bother returning to it. Tidus won't need to know that if he ever needed to play again, it wasn't going to be this. Not unless he can skip the end. ]
Supposed to be young, huh?
[ He stands, dusts himself off, and follows Tidus out of the car after some time passes. And back he goes into the only thing he finds solace in, the only thing he knows - his nose in a book; documents shuffled in his hands; stores counted; chores done. ]