"Hm, alright!" That's good. Tidus takes a step to the table, all that's really separating them. But he wants to stay standing, when he puts out lifted hand, hovering over. There's a ornamental band on the wrist, hard to miss.

"This?" Tidus nods to it. "It's an arms band - you've probably seen a few people wear it, but sometimes it's smaller. Anyway," since that's not really important, "--it's one of those. We've got three to spare for the team, and we're gonna stick all the supplies split in them. The way we sorted food stock for anyone to take regardless of team, is we took the empty suitcases over in luggage, and we filled them with the lunchboxes. And when you wanna bring that suitcase back out..."

He twitches his hand, his attention swinging to it, and without much of a moment, a purple duffle bag appears on the table, 'gold dust' appearing but quickly fading around it.

"--This is my personal stuff," he explains, a smile tugging at talking about one thing, but oops, here's something else. But I just have to know it's in there, and I'll make it appear! You might wanna label the suitcase bags -- but you'll want to stack everything together. You can't really just look in a band and know what you've got, you know? Too many small things -- you'll forget. You need a way to remember everything."

He's taking off the accessory as he talks. If Soldat's looking, they'll see that the band of it widens around Tidus's hand to match its width before becoming smaller.

Tidus holds it out to Soldat.

"I'll let you put this bag back away, and then take it out. But you following everything so far?" A small chuckle- "I usually leave this to Roland to explain."

But if he ain't doing a bad job, he can go onto the next step.