Message received. Roland's sharp gaze perks up, his head swiveling to stare at Tidus as if he's just gotten orders. In a way, he has. His hands grab at Inigo's pile of sour candies...but he also grabs for Tidus's share and this too, he waves in the air as he slowly, ever so slowly, steps forward. The tail behind him has grown almost still, except it does a quick windshield wiper motion from time to time, because Roland is calculating. Thinking.

"...And yours?" He says, curiously at Tidus. He's not going to push it of course, the only goal here was to get Inigo to feel the candy bar, but there is a way to abate the entire thing completely. By all means, Roland presents as neutral ground. "What are your terms for surrendering all of this - " He shakes the sour stuff again. "- to me?"