[ He won't even say a word to protest it. Just nods to himself at first, before glancing up at Tidus on the table, a seriousness to him natural and befitting of who he is. The extent of how much Inigo has had to endure is not lost on Roland, now more than ever. And though his voice grows quiet and small, it doesn't lack any sort of determination to it. ]
Done. Agreed.
[ Roland offers his open palm in a sideways handshake of sorts, casual enough but a physical affirmation of a promise that matters to him anyway. ]
[ A handshake. Tidus sees the open palm for what it is when he regards it, a foreign sight, more with his life away from stardom. The reminder of what it means, what it signals now.
A small huff leaves Tidus's throat, and he slaps into it, hearty and with a sting, grabbing it into more of a joined fist of solidarity. ]
Good! Haunt ya if you don't.
[ Is that too morbid? He's got a smirk tugged up one side of his mouth anyway, something private for them. ]
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Done. Agreed.
[ Roland offers his open palm in a sideways handshake of sorts, casual enough but a physical affirmation of a promise that matters to him anyway. ]
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A small huff leaves Tidus's throat, and he slaps into it, hearty and with a sting, grabbing it into more of a joined fist of solidarity. ]
Good! Haunt ya if you don't.
[ Is that too morbid? He's got a smirk tugged up one side of his mouth anyway, something private for them. ]
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Heh. If you know where to find me.
[ Jokes that come easily enough, the more you've accepted what's come to pass. Inigo would be in good hands, regardless. ]