I got you some gifts. Tidus pause, or so his person does. The straight admittance, the clearing of the throat--the lack of a gift to give over, yet the fact there was a gift in the first place to receive. It's a surprise, if awkward; only awkward in the way Roland seems to be approaching this. Awkward in the way Roland's being.

"A guy cries on you-" he straightens his back some, arms coming up his legs in the motion, "-and you buy him presents?"

A joke, but not heavily given, and a level of personal that Tidus doesn't really want to linger on, leave in the open either. "What is it?"

He'd make guesses, but he doesn't want to--would rather give Roland the opening or nudge he seems to be waiting for.