If it wasn't Inigo letting go of the braid, it might have been Roland's almost whiplash-like movement to stare at Tidus in utter surprise, mouth slightly open as the realization also hits him hard. But then, upon closer inspection, that made sense, right? The blondeness has begun to fade by the roots, dark hair peeking through gold. Also, ouch that hurt his eardrum pup but that's okay, he would have done that same thing if he were not!Roland.

And so now, Roland is left to stare, imagining it behind closed eyes. A finger under his chin, the calm to the panicked energy Inigo is setting behind him. Hopefully that braid hasn't totally come undone because of Roland's prior movement.

"...No, it'd look good." A rather strange thing to say given Roland didn't even hear Tidus deny the statement of growing his hair out a bit more, but he hears the implied and went there immediately. The smile on his face genuine and warm when he flashes it at Tidus, encouraging. "Even as a brunette. That's honestly a surprise. Did you order hair dye on the train?" Since the crawl of brown isn't that far into the tips of his hair, but he may be putting too much thought to that. "It'd be a change to see, but we'd get used to it. Right, Inigo?"