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Look out, train. Tidus is burning the midnight oil for pancake flipping and you're not going to stop him.

"...?!"

Roland...actually chokes on his own spit at such a remark, a little to crass for what he expected. But then again, he realizes he may have brought this upon himself, so he coughs into his shoulder, leaning away from his work station. He clears his throat quickly, retaining as much composure as he is able without it looking like he's trying too hard.

"Hm." That frog in his throat better get the heck outta there. Roland kneads further into the focaccia dough. "You'd be surprised. I've gotten pretty good at collecting information throughout the years. How's that for being a bore?" Yes, word it exactly like that to reinforce the idea he's absolutely bookish. But it is as he mentioned to Evan too, way back then; if Roland really turned back the clock and came in both body and mind as he was at twenty, they wouldn't be having this conversation at all. Older Roland would never want to meet his younger self, and that's a fact.

He glimpses at the taste test and offers out a palm, never mind that his hands are already sticky with uncooked dough. He's being a rebel.

"I sure hope you're planning on sharing all this food with today's dinner crowd. Blue's going to thank us for doing half the work, heh. Maybe they can pay us in points."

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You're talking to a healthy young teen adult, Roland. You did this to yourself.

"Wow, you read in your youth. So fun." As fun as Tidus's dry delivery, but he gives Roland a piece of the pancake, despite the question of whether the guy deserves it or not. Well, it's his pancake mix saved...

"You wish you were getting paid for any of this. I'm saving it! The bread's for Taiki to see if he likes, and if he does, I'll make something to go with it. Then the wraps--" which oh, right, the wraps, let him turn this one over quick! "--are gonna be stuffed with some ideas from the book! I'll save them for him!"

Meaning, Blue can do whatever Blue wants to do.

"You can have one of the pizzas if you want."

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...It's a whole lot better than his first batch, that's for sure. So this time, it's not so much of a hassle to swallow it down. Roland even makes a face of approval, despite the exorbitant amounts of sugar Tidus added to make it taste decent. (Or he really just didn't add enough!)

"Oh yeah? Then I better make sure it's kneaded well. Did he like the berries you got for him?" Roland remembers their berry harvesting trip, though it's been a little while back now. But he made his own jam with the berries he picked with Gyousou, and that memory turns easy to what they're doing now. He'll continue to knead, asking under his breath - "Do I cut into this now? How do you want to fold the shape?" - while Roland affirms that Blue can, indeed, make dinner for the rest of the train as they were assigned to do. Sorry if they ran out of flour, maybe they can stick with rice and pasta?

Roland eventually finds himself washing his hands, done with the task of whatever Tidus has put him to work. Another ball of dough may be sitting pretty there, and there's still the matter of putting the dips into the right jars and containers for later. He's not particularly hungry when Tidus tells him about the pizzas, but the smell wafting out of the oven is nothing but enticing to induce a little rumble from his stomach. Why not?

"Thanks. Don't mind if I do, then." He straightens up from the sink and wipes his hands on his apron. A casual smile on his face as the pizza finishes off, and he's already getting ready with a serving plate and a knife. "Can't believe I'm eating pizza straight from the ace himself." That could come across as a jab, but it's also very Roland to be honest about it regardless if it was a joke or not. He is quite intrigued on the taste, wanting to put Tidus's freestyle in the kitchen to his own test.