Roland ruffles Inigo's hair fondly. Even when he's high on sugar, he's still the most puppy like person on this train. In fact, it's been amplified even moreso, he thinks.

"I'll tell you about the wonders of carnivals some other time," he answers with a chuckle; about having to pretend they're on a day out, and how much it tickles Roland pink to imagine taking him out to an actual theme park one day.

One day, when all is well. As they had both promised.

He presses the button towards the next car and he hopes that leaving behind the devil machine of doom is enough for Inigo to have an out of sight out of mind moment. (Spoiler: Not even close.)

"And we're going back to your room because we're...going to cuddle for a bit. Is that okay?" A smile, oh so innocent. Yes, perfect. He'll just fall asleep just like that! The moment Inigo's head hits the pillow.

Or so help Roland...