When the two of them are so in sync like this, living up to Roland's personal moniker, even his steely resolve melts before such combined might. From one side, Tidus and his boisterous, well-meaning assertion. The other; Inigo in full unconditional support, suddenly uncaring if Roland is trying to dissuade him where he would usually listen. But it's clear that they're just trying to explore new hobbies, sharing what they know and like with one another such that it can be done as a team. Inigo vocalizes it well - it's just about making each other happy, where they can. How could he go against that?
It's enough of a convincing argument from both of them that the additional nag dies on Roland's tongue: that "putting in points" for the train might not be the point of service, of doing the job. But that's just the Roland in him talking, and for that he's learned his lesson well.
So as Inigo hands Tidus his ticket again, and he's put to the lecture of just telling them what specific figurines he's got in mind, Roland decides to just go for it. The worst part was not only getting the wrong toy, but wasting the points they're so willing to give. He's silent only for a short while, contemplating the name, the brand, before he pipes up, a hand rubbing the back of his neck while he watches Tidus type.
"...MadNuG models." He says, his voice losing a bit of his usual steadiness. Like he's not sure if this was really going to work, of if it's going to happen. And in the first place, would someone like Inigo even like to do this with him, might find it too boring...Gah. He shakes his head and starts spelling out the name, letter for letter. Saying where to capitalize too, something important for the brand.
"They're not to scale, and every robot is made to assemble and paint so you've got some wiggle room to decorate it as you want. Even if it's not the same type of robot you see on the show." He turns to Inigo then. "Not to scale just means they're not giant. They're small, like this." Roland angles his hand perpendicular to the table by some inches, indicating how big the model would be. Thinking it might help him, of course. Robots didn't exist in Ylisse. What about Zanarkand? Gah.
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It's enough of a convincing argument from both of them that the additional nag dies on Roland's tongue: that "putting in points" for the train might not be the point of service, of doing the job. But that's just the Roland in him talking, and for that he's learned his lesson well.
So as Inigo hands Tidus his ticket again, and he's put to the lecture of just telling them what specific figurines he's got in mind, Roland decides to just go for it. The worst part was not only getting the wrong toy, but wasting the points they're so willing to give. He's silent only for a short while, contemplating the name, the brand, before he pipes up, a hand rubbing the back of his neck while he watches Tidus type.
"...MadNuG models." He says, his voice losing a bit of his usual steadiness. Like he's not sure if this was really going to work, of if it's going to happen. And in the first place, would someone like Inigo even like to do this with him, might find it too boring...Gah. He shakes his head and starts spelling out the name, letter for letter. Saying where to capitalize too, something important for the brand.
"They're not to scale, and every robot is made to assemble and paint so you've got some wiggle room to decorate it as you want. Even if it's not the same type of robot you see on the show." He turns to Inigo then. "Not to scale just means they're not giant. They're small, like this." Roland angles his hand perpendicular to the table by some inches, indicating how big the model would be. Thinking it might help him, of course. Robots didn't exist in Ylisse. What about Zanarkand? Gah.