"It's her daaaad," he drawls dismissively, Roland's evidence not easily dissuading him. "He's got all those transplants now! And then there'll be a big touching moment where he dies towards the end just after the woman figures it out."

That's how you do these things, come on. Movies trying to trick you and then pulling out the big tearjerk moments. Not that they're a tearjerker for Tidus specifically, oh no. This movie won't get him!

But the flash beside him is unexpected, a small jump that's hopefully covered by the shade of the dark, keeping it a secret between Tidus and the cinema carriage. He's a furrowed brow beside Roland in trying to figure out what he's up to, even once the scratching noises begin to sound beside him. ...wait-

Writing? Right now? Ugh- only Roland, huh.

"I haven't thought about it that hard," Tidus pipes up, somewhere between amused and judging. Slapping at Roland with the back of his hand thereafter. "Watch the movie, planning can wait! Stop being a multi-tasker."

He needs time to think of what people even have at for a kid's party, and anyway, the drama is forever ramping up in this movie - a movie which will decide if Tidus gets a soda or not!