He doesn't quite get to say the word "blitz" when prompted, but that just leaves for a nicer photograph with Roland's smile a half-opened mouth showing teeth, happy despite the slight of chaos which always seems to follow the three of them even in the most mundane of circumstances. A chaos he welcomes, because it's beautiful and he didn't think he'd have the chance to enjoy himself with friends like them. A son like Inigo. Someone to believe in like Tidus. People who see him and not anything or anyone else.
"We need this printed. Who do I ask again? Maybe we can tinker with that thing, make it print it out right now. Like a polaroid. Can it do that?"
He unwinds himself from Inigo for a moment to lean on the table, peering at the device Tidus holds in his hands. Eyes catching the light just right, fondness rolling off of him as he stares at the picture.
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He doesn't quite get to say the word "blitz" when prompted, but that just leaves for a nicer photograph with Roland's smile a half-opened mouth showing teeth, happy despite the slight of chaos which always seems to follow the three of them even in the most mundane of circumstances. A chaos he welcomes, because it's beautiful and he didn't think he'd have the chance to enjoy himself with friends like them. A son like Inigo. Someone to believe in like Tidus. People who see him and not anything or anyone else.
"We need this printed. Who do I ask again? Maybe we can tinker with that thing, make it print it out right now. Like a polaroid. Can it do that?"
He unwinds himself from Inigo for a moment to lean on the table, peering at the device Tidus holds in his hands. Eyes catching the light just right, fondness rolling off of him as he stares at the picture.