"Heh. You sound just like Evan." Chalk that up to another little fact about Tidus that reminds Roland how well he would have taken to Hydropolis. All the fish and sea and sky he could bask in. An imagining for some other day. "All the things I order at restaurants, turns out you can just make on your own. I'm jealous."

He moves about, closing the container and setting it aside where it won't take up too much space. Then he wipes his hands down on his apron and takes a look at the ingredients he mentions. Feels a bit more of the challenge, since stir-frying rice was the easiest bit. A more technical ask though...No, he's come this far already. Roland crosses his arms and nods.

"Let's do it. I guess I'll just eat whatever failed wraps we make. On you, pro." He smiles, maybe a joke. Maybe not! He's fine being the human garbage disposal for now - especially when he'd rather not waste ingredients before they're to be replenished by the train.