[ Tidus takes both with a small 'oh', a pause where he isn't sure if he should accept them, but they're being offered, so it seems rude not to. ...but the thing is that he wanted his notes to remember what exactly it was he wrote the other day. Well, he can try and stand here and remembering, the book folded in one hand, the tip of the pen lightly dotting the paper in his current distraction.

Like that smirk Roland is giving him, being all smug about...complimenting him! The frowning deepens. ]

You should move around more too then, and other people on Black Squad. If that's the case... [ Ugh, was that the answer? It's a waste they couldn't have all gotten this much sooner. But there was no doing anything about it now. ]

I'll get the stuff we talked about yesterday. [ He steps back, but not into the aisle to get in anyone's way. ] Are you still buying?

[ He shouldn't get in the way if so. Maybe he can sit down and try to remember everything they wanted... ]