[ Roland is quick to offer his own notebook. Feel free to notice how worn it is - he takes it with him EVERYWHERE. And many pages on it are dogeared, too. But he opens it at the middle spread, blank and ready for his notes. A pen is offered in the other hand right after. He trusts Tidus enough to know he shouldn't be flipping to pages past. ] Here. I'll tear off the pages later so you can take the notes you need.

[ Can Roland still afford a Leafbook this round...? He needs to cut himself some more slack. ]

Maybe. That could be a running theory...[ He looks pensive, one finger under his chin as he looks at the ICP again. More people are filing into the kitchen and dining cars now, but they're not paying the two any mind for now. ] It might explain the exponential increase. You literally did the job of one person per team you hopped. [ Or he'd like to think. ] You deserve it more than you think, if that's the case. You helped more people by moving around. [ He smirks at Tidus, hoping he'll finally take the compliment. ]