Ah, nevermind. Learning from the ramen episode with Senku and Gen, Roland still remembers what it feels like when the dough cooperates with the knead. He works at it, with a much lighter hand than the rubbery dough from the noodles, and eventually he gets to a good rhythm, the wrap forming as intended.

Glances at Tidus's bowl from time to time, to make sure he's doing it right. So far, so good! But back to their chat -

- Roland wouldn't be offended, but won't agree either. Respects Evan and his departed father too much to say things out loud. So he'll offer a shrug instead. "No. No fur. Not even the nose - yeah I know what you're talking about." His dad was a Lion, wasn't he? But he got none of that...? Strange, indeed. Not that he's ever thought about it seriously till today. Roland's not going to think about grimalkin race genetics, thanks.

"Ronso, huh? Are all of them muscular with cat-everthing's? That's pretty unique, I've got to say."

One wrap, down for Roland.