Roland's still completely lost, and it'll show every which way now as he rattles his brain for an answer. There's really nothing to indicate that Roland knows this person on the train, at least not intimately enough for the impression to make him understand on the first go. Until of course, Tidus mentions the half past indigo, and immediately that narrows down Roland's list.
He knows who Tidus went to for help, and this is most definitely not a Senku impression. So Roland's expressions morphs into a sudden face of understanding, shaking his head with his palm covering his face. At the mentions of both of them - Inigo as the prince and Roland as the mister, of course it was, he throws him a dry look and quips back.
"You tell us, councilman Kaiba. Please send my regards to the rest of them for my lackluster costume. I'll do my utmost to enjoy the festivities, regardless."
He can play the formality game any time, buddy! But why in the world did he choose this of all costumes?!
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Roland's still completely lost, and it'll show every which way now as he rattles his brain for an answer. There's really nothing to indicate that Roland knows this person on the train, at least not intimately enough for the impression to make him understand on the first go. Until of course, Tidus mentions the half past indigo, and immediately that narrows down Roland's list.
He knows who Tidus went to for help, and this is most definitely not a Senku impression. So Roland's expressions morphs into a sudden face of understanding, shaking his head with his palm covering his face. At the mentions of both of them - Inigo as the prince and Roland as the mister, of course it was, he throws him a dry look and quips back.
"You tell us, councilman Kaiba. Please send my regards to the rest of them for my lackluster costume. I'll do my utmost to enjoy the festivities, regardless."
He can play the formality game any time, buddy! But why in the world did he choose this of all costumes?!