[ The first thought Roland internalizes is, 'That's...not a lot of cabins, Tidus.' But of all the things he's said this time, only one thing sticks strong enough for him to quiet down again, his voice taking on a feeling of nostalgia when he speaks next. His voice is laden with a memory that existed as his reality not so long ago, but there are some fears of forgetting the longer he stays away. The longer he doubts his own mind, if he might have Voidsickness like the ICP said...
As Tidus moves away, and he finishes up the first counter moving on to the one closest to the dishwasher, Roland responds softer, but not enough that the other man wouldn't be able to hear him from the distance. ]
You...you can do that? Because I think you'd really like Evan's kingdom. [ He smiles wider now, yes he can picture it clearly. That kind of energy...Roland would have recruited him to be a citizen without a doubt. ] You'd really like it in Evermore, Tidus. I'd love to show you, when I get the chance.
[ The pride in him swells to a fevered pitch. He will not brag about many things by nature, but this was the exception. ]
[ There's seven sleeper cars, Roland, you can't make him!!. Or you could, begrudgingly, but let's not encourage that.
But Tidus is careful, slowing how he puts away the cutlery into their trays, to the point of stopping altogether while Roland speaks. Not because of how his voice changes or because it's softer, but because forks and knives are noisy no matter how you set them down.
He grabs a handful anyway, picking out the spoons away from the forks and knives, turning his head back in Roland's direction. ]
Then if you're fine with it, I'll try and get a book! Some of my friends, they didn't want to see their homes. Don't blame them -- I get it. It's not easy for everyone being this far away. I don't want to make them feel bad.
[ Even if he wants to see their worlds the most, it's not worth tearing them up over it. ]
[ He responds fast to that, turning around in a quick spin to face him. ]
Oh no you don't. Why don't we race to see who gets the most points for it, instead? [ Roland only challenges Tidus because he does feel like it's his responsibility to earn these things too...And he seems like the kind of person who responds well to a challenge anyhow. ]
I'm more than fine with it. [ Because I miss them. ] It'll help me...not to forget. [ He was already afraid of forgetting his son when he was in Evermore. What more now? One world, one dimension after the other? ]
[ Tidus is totally the kind of guy to love a challenge, but when Roland says what he does next, well--Tidus is going to turn and face him too. ]
How about this: I buy the book, and you buy one for someone else later. Remember? I'm Mister 200 Points -- [ well, less than a hundred now, but ] -- I've already got you beat. And if you share that book in the library sometimes, let me see it? I'm getting something out of it too. I want to see new worlds. You can tell me all about it!
[ There is some enthusiasm in that, as if he really needs to encourage Roland to let him when he already knows enough words to give it a go without the guy's blessing (maybe, anyway). And Tidus isn't above being sneaky for an act like this, obviously.
...but look, it's a compromise. A way to not make Roland feel guilty, if he's doing something in return later. Right? ]
[ He shakes his head, though he's far from frustrated. Just once again amused beyond belief. ] You really are a stubborn one, huh? Heh. So be it. I'm not against a quid pro quo. [ Besides...he didn't say that someone else couldn't be Tidus himself, did he? See, Roland can play your games, too. ]
And hey, don't count me out just because you got a head start on points. [ Roland smirks, arms against his chest. ] I happen to enjoy the challenge of catching up to someone who's leagues away from me. Feeling scared an old man like me might get more points than a youngin' like you? [ He's just as competitive! And playing around like this is pretty fun! He may have given him an elixir for the sign languages book, but he's not done repaying those favors. ]
[ Oh, now Roland is hitting Tidus's competitive buttons! ]
Alright then! Before platform day, count your points. Whoever gets the most points this month beats the other! You think you can keep up? Huh, old man?
[ That's right, he's brought out the Old Man, and there might as well be fire burning with that competitive passion. Time for Roland to put his points where his mouth is! Even if neither of them know how they're graded for points, that just means they've got to do everything possible. Everything. ]
[ This is a win-win situation. Roland has rationalized that even if he lost to Tidus, one: he would still end up with more points than his first platform day; two: Tidus would get enough points to maybe buy himself something nice apart from buying other people favors; and three; whatever Tidus was willing to do on the train would benefit everyone else, in his rush to one-up Roland.
Got you.
Roland slowly walks over to Tidus, dish cloth against his shoulder, grin as wide as it can be. He then claps him twice on the shoulder, before leaning close, as if sharing a conspiracy. ]
Looks like someone's gonna need to mop some floors.
[ Ah-- what's with this smooth ol' walk, this cool guy lean in and trying to rile Tidus up like this? It's so innocuous on the outside, but really it isn't, and if you think that Tidus is about soon to break out into a cleaning storm, you'd be right. ]
Bah-- [ But for the immediate second after that smug remark, Tidus is lost for words. Until he isn't, all that hot passion really now hot: ]
Then I'll leave the bathrooms to you!
[ Hah! And with that, Tidus is going to get started on the baking trays that have been soaking in the sink. You've started it now, Roland. The competition is on. ]
[ He didn't think he'd get that worked up about it, but Roland's grin doesn't go away even as Tidus marches off almost comically to get the trays done. He was very reminiscent of someone from home, and it only worried him somewhat that his heart was so very much on his sleeve...
He follows his movement shortly after, stacking up the final batch of plates that they temporarily left behind when the conversation reached its peak. ]
Thanks. Happy to be on bathroom duty. [ A beat. ] I'll be sure to clean them all multiple times in one day. [ With the implication being: you're definitely on, son. They may not know how points work on the train, but surely it's got something to do with diligent chore-duty, right? Roland raises his eyebrows twice till they reach his hairline, happily playing along with Tidus' rising spirit. ]
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As Tidus moves away, and he finishes up the first counter moving on to the one closest to the dishwasher, Roland responds softer, but not enough that the other man wouldn't be able to hear him from the distance. ]
You...you can do that? Because I think you'd really like Evan's kingdom. [ He smiles wider now, yes he can picture it clearly. That kind of energy...Roland would have recruited him to be a citizen without a doubt. ] You'd really like it in Evermore, Tidus. I'd love to show you, when I get the chance.
[ The pride in him swells to a fevered pitch. He will not brag about many things by nature, but this was the exception. ]
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But Tidus is careful, slowing how he puts away the cutlery into their trays, to the point of stopping altogether while Roland speaks. Not because of how his voice changes or because it's softer, but because forks and knives are noisy no matter how you set them down.
He grabs a handful anyway, picking out the spoons away from the forks and knives, turning his head back in Roland's direction. ]
Then if you're fine with it, I'll try and get a book! Some of my friends, they didn't want to see their homes. Don't blame them -- I get it. It's not easy for everyone being this far away. I don't want to make them feel bad.
[ Even if he wants to see their worlds the most, it's not worth tearing them up over it. ]
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Oh no you don't. Why don't we race to see who gets the most points for it, instead? [ Roland only challenges Tidus because he does feel like it's his responsibility to earn these things too...And he seems like the kind of person who responds well to a challenge anyhow. ]
I'm more than fine with it. [ Because I miss them. ] It'll help me...not to forget. [ He was already afraid of forgetting his son when he was in Evermore. What more now? One world, one dimension after the other? ]
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How about this: I buy the book, and you buy one for someone else later. Remember? I'm Mister 200 Points -- [ well, less than a hundred now, but ] -- I've already got you beat. And if you share that book in the library sometimes, let me see it? I'm getting something out of it too. I want to see new worlds. You can tell me all about it!
[ There is some enthusiasm in that, as if he really needs to encourage Roland to let him when he already knows enough words to give it a go without the guy's blessing (maybe, anyway). And Tidus isn't above being sneaky for an act like this, obviously.
...but look, it's a compromise. A way to not make Roland feel guilty, if he's doing something in return later. Right? ]
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And hey, don't count me out just because you got a head start on points. [ Roland smirks, arms against his chest. ] I happen to enjoy the challenge of catching up to someone who's leagues away from me. Feeling scared an old man like me might get more points than a youngin' like you? [ He's just as competitive! And playing around like this is pretty fun! He may have given him an elixir for the sign languages book, but he's not done repaying those favors. ]
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Alright then! Before platform day, count your points. Whoever gets the most points this month beats the other! You think you can keep up? Huh, old man?
[ That's right, he's brought out the Old Man, and there might as well be fire burning with that competitive passion. Time for Roland to put his points where his mouth is! Even if neither of them know how they're graded for points, that just means they've got to do everything possible. Everything. ]
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[ This is a win-win situation. Roland has rationalized that even if he lost to Tidus, one: he would still end up with more points than his first platform day; two: Tidus would get enough points to maybe buy himself something nice apart from buying other people favors; and three; whatever Tidus was willing to do on the train would benefit everyone else, in his rush to one-up Roland.
Got you.
Roland slowly walks over to Tidus, dish cloth against his shoulder, grin as wide as it can be. He then claps him twice on the shoulder, before leaning close, as if sharing a conspiracy. ]
Looks like someone's gonna need to mop some floors.
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Bah-- [ But for the immediate second after that smug remark, Tidus is lost for words. Until he isn't, all that hot passion really now hot: ]
Then I'll leave the bathrooms to you!
[ Hah! And with that, Tidus is going to get started on the baking trays that have been soaking in the sink. You've started it now, Roland. The competition is on. ]
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He follows his movement shortly after, stacking up the final batch of plates that they temporarily left behind when the conversation reached its peak. ]
Thanks. Happy to be on bathroom duty. [ A beat. ] I'll be sure to clean them all multiple times in one day. [ With the implication being: you're definitely on, son. They may not know how points work on the train, but surely it's got something to do with diligent chore-duty, right? Roland raises his eyebrows twice till they reach his hairline, happily playing along with Tidus' rising spirit. ]