Roland follows the conversation too, not wanting to linger where it's unneeded. Not that he catches the nuances perfectly, but if Tidus is pushing past, then so will they follow. And it might just be the fact that he can feel the braid coming together, which pleases him in strange yet jovial ways.

On the topic of dyeing Inigo's hair in particular though, he does pipe up from where he's seated, trying to imagine him in another hair color though it's a difficult task without the visual aid. Was Inigo's hair dark blue, or dark indigo, even...? Roland supposes it depends on the light.

"The best part about hair dye is that you can get ones that are temporary first. You can wash them off when the day's over." He used to buy them for Will, before he was confined. He still remembers it, though the quality is left for wanting of course. Roland hums, adding something else to that train of thought. "Hm. Though I kind of get where Inigo is coming from. Back home, I never dyed my hair either. And I was already showing grays."