Inigo quietly watches Roland as the other thinks, speaks. It's a near comical kind of silence, because Inigo is watching the man so solemnly, even as the tiny higgledies are starting to climb all over Inigo, scaling him like a mountain. At least they're relatively quiet about it for the moment, so it doesn't totally ruin the mood...

Though Inigo doesn't even need some quiet to think of an answer. How could he ever deny Roland a thing, especially after all this?

"Of course.." His answer easily comes. The only worry he has is whether he can grow to begin with. Whether he can get better. If he won't just disappoint Roland by never managing to move on from being the soft baby that he is.

But he wants to try, at least. He wants to show Roland-- his father something that will make him proud.

"I.. won't give up." He raises his hand, the one with the two rings now on it. The Arms Band looking a little plain next to the wedding ring, but plainly visible all the same. ".. I'll become stronger. Like I promised. I won't let a single part of your gifts or your effort go to waste."

It's easier to push himself with that in mind. It's not for himself, or not just for himself, anyway. It's for Roland too. If Roland wishes to see him grow, then Inigo will provide him with that, one way or another.