The trio train stops while Roland goes on all fours for a moment, to grab the earpiece that rolled underneath a seated bench. Echoes, echoes still trying to reach for him...but the ringing in his ears, the white noise is a blessing. It makes it easier not to distinguish the voice that stands out from the rest, banging against the glass of the window.
The earpiece is between his fingers now, as he stands straight and puts it back in place. It's still as unpleasant as when he first heard it on full blast. It's also on full blast, right now. Tidus has yet to lower the volume. Roland rejoins the two, and makes for a signal to keep moving forward. The fiery higgledies however, seem not to react to anything except in their glee that Roland went through such an auditory nightmare. They jump up and down the teenagers Roland follows, like a cheering squad.
But he can't suffer this way! It's too much!
"TIDUS, CAN YOU CHANGE THE SONG?" He looks worried. It's a long walk, please change the song, he is begging you with his brown eyes!
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The earpiece is between his fingers now, as he stands straight and puts it back in place. It's still as unpleasant as when he first heard it on full blast. It's also on full blast, right now. Tidus has yet to lower the volume. Roland rejoins the two, and makes for a signal to keep moving forward. The fiery higgledies however, seem not to react to anything except in their glee that Roland went through such an auditory nightmare. They jump up and down the teenagers Roland follows, like a cheering squad.
But he can't suffer this way! It's too much!
"TIDUS, CAN YOU CHANGE THE SONG?" He looks worried. It's a long walk, please change the song, he is begging you with his brown eyes!