It feels a little silly, almost. That Roland decides the things Inigo makes for him are precious enough to be stored away like that, kept around. And Inigo knows the other keeps himself to those words too, that he doesn't just throw away the things when Inigo isn't looking. He saw Roland pull those flowers from the island out again, after all. There's no doubt in Inigo's mind that his little papercraft - just a little silly crown - will have the same fate, just lingering in there.

But he's trying to not be dismissive of other people's words, even when they're hard to accept. So he just smiles, shyly, before quickly starting to fold more paper stars. Doing that is easier than letting his thoughts wander here and there.

"Well." Inigo pauses slightly, but then breathes out, trying to relax instead of lingering in his flustered state.

"I do know whose help I am going to ask for if we ever end up needing to deal with ghosts on a mission." Just saying! Because then Roland can live out his ghost hunter movie dreams!