"He's a dog," is Tidus's confused but certain reply. How is he confused?? Isn't he a dog? Eyes darting onto Roland and squinting on him, since- look! He has ears! And a tail! But it's a momentary distraction before he gets back to his vegetable.

(Why does it have to be this fussy to art up a turnip? ugh)

This is a harder job than it looks, which ... it's a vegetable, it's stabbing into one, why does it have to be this fussy? But Tidus commits, finally cutting in the outline he wanted to make, and now scooping out inside -- a job that would be easier with a spoon. Getting at least one cheek (???) done with when he hears Inigo again, and--

"Aren't you supposed to judge once we're done?"

Roland may be his competition, but come on, stop nitpicking over there!!