Noooo thanks, [ comes out at that offer, a shake of his head and even a wave of his hands, like Roland just presented a dish before him of rusted nails and cream. Nopenopenope, nopenopenope, Tidus doesn't even want to think about that!

And for all of Roland's encouragement, there's no less of those indecisive sighs, like Tidus might give himself a headache before long. But before he gets there, he does say--with a quick rub of a knife and fork-- ]

I'm still putting your name in, so you better get a speech or pitch or whatever prepared. Now that I know you're the real deal, I'm making sure you get your vouch.

[ And he regains a little of his confidence, adding in his usual lightheaded way: ] And I'm sure whatever you've gotta say will come easy to you too--you're like a motivational speaker ready to go!

[ He's got the Good Words, basically. ]