The idea Tidus brings to the table - pun intended - isn't something Roland necessarily expected, but it's not unwanted either. Far from it. Perhaps a strange, tender part of him actually desires to experience such an act. Being around them makes him realize a lot of things he never got to do...and as indulgent as it is, if he were to watch his actions from afar, he can't seem to bring himself to care enough to restrain it.
He glances between the two of them again, a slight twist of his neck from front to back, before his left hand glows. Cradled in his palm, gently, the two flower accessories: Inigo's long, flower necklace and their two flower bracelets, fully preserved as if they were just freshly picked from the memory island. This, he hands behind his shoulder, careful with small motions.
"I mean, I've got the flower cufflinks already. Might as well, right? Never say I'm not one to change up my style, heh."
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The idea Tidus brings to the table - pun intended - isn't something Roland necessarily expected, but it's not unwanted either. Far from it. Perhaps a strange, tender part of him actually desires to experience such an act. Being around them makes him realize a lot of things he never got to do...and as indulgent as it is, if he were to watch his actions from afar, he can't seem to bring himself to care enough to restrain it.
He glances between the two of them again, a slight twist of his neck from front to back, before his left hand glows. Cradled in his palm, gently, the two flower accessories: Inigo's long, flower necklace and their two flower bracelets, fully preserved as if they were just freshly picked from the memory island. This, he hands behind his shoulder, careful with small motions.
"I mean, I've got the flower cufflinks already. Might as well, right? Never say I'm not one to change up my style, heh."