Rolling the dough isn't as entuned in his hands as working on a stove, but there isn't a lot of thought to it. Keep rolling it in on itself, knead against the bottom of the palms. Keep it up, add a little flour if it still sticks, but never too much.

"Yeah, there isn't as many Ronso as humans, but they're big tough things! One was Yuna's guardian - more her caretaker growing up," he fixes. "Quiet guy, but loyal as anything. Kimahri. You think I can jump? That guy can throw himself anywhere."

His voice blooms with colour, affection, warm and carrying easily with his kneading.

"So I guess Evan's like a... human lookin' guy with just some fuzzy ears and a tail? Pretty...bare, for a cat guy." Boy. Whatever. Their kneading done, Tidus directs for the dough to be set aside for a while; remembers what he said before and points over to the peppers.

"Think we can use some of the sauce left over and those peppers for a pizza? What veg do you like?"