[ It comes as no surprise that Roland was a punctual eater. He would linger every now and then for small talk with table-mates, but the luxury he once had in the idyllic golden plains of Evermore was no longer present. But this was common for him, and so like clockwork he moves fast and with purpose. Dishes lined up, scraps of food disposed properly, and off he goes to chores. OK Boomer

When Tidus walks in, Roland immediately recognizes him even before he glances behind his shoulder with a smile on his face. The sleeves of his shirt are rolled up neatly against his elbows as he pauses on his current task of cleaning recently vacated tables. ]

Good morning to you, too. [ He stands straight, one hand resting against his hip. The chore is paused, for now. ] Heh. I'll wait for the official tally from the referee. I could do with a pleasant surprise like that, lemme tell you.