So far, Roland realizes that Tidus speaks fondly about certain aspects of his time in Spira more than others. Yuna of course, would always hold something special for him. Even if Roland never got the chance to meet her before she disembarked, one need only to know Tidus then to understand that connection well. This too, was a welcome thing to hear from him. Kimahri, part of his team, which Roland now tries to imagine as he sets aside his own finished wrap and takes a look at the rest of the ingredients distractedly. It does warm him up some to be a part of the story Tidus shares with him when he can, when Roland is allowed to hear it.

"Oh yeah?" He says, engaged. "But can he do that blitzball spinning move you did at the gym?" Roland jests, though the implied compliment is genuine.

He'll turn to the line up again, fully intending to deflect his own honesty about how less of a cat Evan is but more of a human boy wearing a costume if he looked at it that way. The grimalkin would probably skin him alive, and Evan would give him that face. Roland's own expressions were something, but Evan had the eyes that could knock anyone out of their defenses.

"Yeah, sounds good. Easy on the hot peppers for me, but everything else we throw on it, I'll eat." A pause, a slight tilt of the head, before he adds: "Do we have cheese, though? Where I come from, pizza has cheese." Which is more of a clarification than anything. He's learned not to assume so much, especially in interdimensional communities like this.