...When did higgledies learn how to do that? is the first thing that he thinks of, but doesn't vocalize it. They're alive, after all, as their primary caretaker would say. Roland makes a face of surprise, not unwanted of course, and draws his hand back, resting it against the cover of the book. He sits comfortably again, head on the wall.

"Uh, I'll keep trying my best," Roland offers, a tinge sheepish. "But when it's not out and about following me, it's just wanders around on its own and comes back when I ask it to. I even asked him to be with Galo during the mission, and it agreed in a heartbeat. So I guess to some extent, he gets what I mean."

A beat.

"We do chores a lot. The little ones are helpful." Roland supplements, as if that might help with what Tidus is asking of him.