How is he supposed to resist puppy eyes, then suddenly Tidus patting him on the arm telling him to loosen up? It's insane. He's never been in this position before, and all he can do now is try not to look so uncomfortable. It's not that he is, but it's new, so he's finding a place to adjust. How much of himself - what parts of himself - should be out in the open? Should they even see? Or what will matter? Certainly this wasn't it. Hobbies pushed so far back in his past that the only time he indulged in them again was when he accepted his fate in a brand new world, where his body could afford the energy of a younger life. Playing pretend, writing more, going on missions that seemed lifted from movies...
He nods quietly, and at least the smile he attempts is genuine, if not a little reserved. Can't really turn that switch off, but Roland isn't lying when he said how touched he was with all their gifts. The blanket, the oils, the cufflinks and now a new gift from the terminal. One they could do together. New. All so new.
"I'll...try. Thank you. I mean it. I am happy. I didn't wake up today expecting to be the recipient of all this." He turns to Inigo then, his smile falling just a tad. Not denying him that closer proximity, but the pushback is natural, he isn't even aware of the deflection as it rolls off his tongue.
"That's just not a question that's asked often of me. Or it was never really important. I'm just a regular guy." Besides, after gifting them both their new friends, bound to each other's hearts...Yes, they know enough, actually. Stories shared in privacy, but among the three of them, he has revealed more than he's ever had to even back in the kingdom. He shakes his head. The braid loosens behind him.
"I hear you, though. Making this together will be fun. I promise. I still remember exactly how to do it, even after all these years. If we get the right model from the shop." That at least, earns a bit more pep in his step. Smile growing wider, showing more cheer.
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He nods quietly, and at least the smile he attempts is genuine, if not a little reserved. Can't really turn that switch off, but Roland isn't lying when he said how touched he was with all their gifts. The blanket, the oils, the cufflinks and now a new gift from the terminal. One they could do together. New. All so new.
"I'll...try. Thank you. I mean it. I am happy. I didn't wake up today expecting to be the recipient of all this." He turns to Inigo then, his smile falling just a tad. Not denying him that closer proximity, but the pushback is natural, he isn't even aware of the deflection as it rolls off his tongue.
"That's just not a question that's asked often of me. Or it was never really important. I'm just a regular guy." Besides, after gifting them both their new friends, bound to each other's hearts...Yes, they know enough, actually. Stories shared in privacy, but among the three of them, he has revealed more than he's ever had to even back in the kingdom. He shakes his head. The braid loosens behind him.
"I hear you, though. Making this together will be fun. I promise. I still remember exactly how to do it, even after all these years. If we get the right model from the shop." That at least, earns a bit more pep in his step. Smile growing wider, showing more cheer.