"Well, don't thank me yet." He goes, a self-deprecating statement if there ever was one. He doesn't know if Inigo will even like it yet. And it's not that he didn't think about what to buy Tidus and Inigo as soon as his points were replenished for the month. He thought about it on most nights than he'd openly admit, laying there at goodness knows what hour, his mind racing with every interaction he's ever had with both of them.
Oh well. The worst that could happen is they hate it. Ugh. It doesn't give him confidence to go that direction, but he'll be ready for such an outcome anyway. All Roland knows is he wants to give it to them; gifts that come from a part of him, that will hopefully remind them of his desire to see them stand tall amidst despair. He swallows thickly and doesn't dilly-dally any longer. A small parcel wrapped in paper and twine emerges from his pant pocket, which is then handed to Inigo without further delay.
"For you, Inigo." He says, almost inaudibly soft, meeting his eye. It's funny now, that Roland is the one who recedes slightly, apprehensive of the act of giving a gift that could be taken the wrong way, and it's Inigo sitting straight ready to receive whatever it could be. As soon as Inigo opens it, the boy will find a signature Arms Band underneath the packaging. Resized to a small bracelet for now, it will rest easy on his open hand and can be worn however he desires - as a ring, around his bicep like Roland...And he knows he's familiar with the tech by now, seeing as how Tidus uses it constantly to store snacks and drinks in wherever he goes.
There is a folded note with the package. Should Inigo desire to read it now, it will simply say, in impeccable script: 'For the strength you need to protect.' Roland will rub the back of his neck, have a hand or two absentmindedly linger by his bangs, as if pushing hair back nervously. "Arms Bands...don't just store things, you see. They activate the potential of the people who wear them, granting them magic and skills. They even enhance weapons, so that something simple like a sword has its full potential unlocked. I can train with you, teach you some stuff. I got a spellbook in the stores, too."
Though Roland had a much more different intention when he wrote the message, thinking to himself that apart from protecting others, Inigo will one day use his strength to stand up for himself. Rightly, justly so.
Whatever moment will pass between them now, Roland will settle himself in between the quiet. He will say next, with a bit more confidence, angling his body such that he can face Inigo straight on: "There's something else, too. Close your eyes for it, when you're ready."
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Oh well. The worst that could happen is they hate it. Ugh. It doesn't give him confidence to go that direction, but he'll be ready for such an outcome anyway. All Roland knows is he wants to give it to them; gifts that come from a part of him, that will hopefully remind them of his desire to see them stand tall amidst despair. He swallows thickly and doesn't dilly-dally any longer. A small parcel wrapped in paper and twine emerges from his pant pocket, which is then handed to Inigo without further delay.
"For you, Inigo." He says, almost inaudibly soft, meeting his eye. It's funny now, that Roland is the one who recedes slightly, apprehensive of the act of giving a gift that could be taken the wrong way, and it's Inigo sitting straight ready to receive whatever it could be. As soon as Inigo opens it, the boy will find a signature Arms Band underneath the packaging. Resized to a small bracelet for now, it will rest easy on his open hand and can be worn however he desires - as a ring, around his bicep like Roland...And he knows he's familiar with the tech by now, seeing as how Tidus uses it constantly to store snacks and drinks in wherever he goes.
There is a folded note with the package. Should Inigo desire to read it now, it will simply say, in impeccable script: 'For the strength you need to protect.' Roland will rub the back of his neck, have a hand or two absentmindedly linger by his bangs, as if pushing hair back nervously. "Arms Bands...don't just store things, you see. They activate the potential of the people who wear them, granting them magic and skills. They even enhance weapons, so that something simple like a sword has its full potential unlocked. I can train with you, teach you some stuff. I got a spellbook in the stores, too."
Though Roland had a much more different intention when he wrote the message, thinking to himself that apart from protecting others, Inigo will one day use his strength to stand up for himself. Rightly, justly so.
Whatever moment will pass between them now, Roland will settle himself in between the quiet. He will say next, with a bit more confidence, angling his body such that he can face Inigo straight on: "There's something else, too. Close your eyes for it, when you're ready."