[ It's an explanation, one that Tidus wasn't expecting. Not now, not right here; allowing Roland to speak later, but his mouth and thoughts taking their own control of him. An explanation he can't finish, further displaying a man neither have bear witnessed to before. Tidus hasn't -- and he can only assume that whatever's shaken him is more than just the lost of a life. Something more, about the void or -- them.
The hand drops out of his, and he looks Inigo's way, but doesn't think about it. Too strung, too exhausted. He nods, a hand clasping when he thinks about using a barrier spell just in case--
but he stops before more than the flicker of a pyrefly can be seen begin to take form, lowers the fist, unfurling, stepping away. ]
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The hand drops out of his, and he looks Inigo's way, but doesn't think about it. Too strung, too exhausted. He nods, a hand clasping when he thinks about using a barrier spell just in case--
but he stops before more than the flicker of a pyrefly can be seen begin to take form, lowers the fist, unfurling, stepping away. ]
Right. Let's go.