"Oh no you don't." Roland's smile isn't one of mirth or cheer, but of disbelief that Inigo thinks this act would pass him like it was nothing. There's a slight shake of his head, but he moves quickly, knowingly. Hands finding their way to Inigo's shoulders, trying to dart his own gaze to meet his. "Come on, now. We've done this routine enough, pup." He chides, but it's got no heat, no fire. Just concern rolling off of him in waves. Poor Inigo. Not again. Just last time he lost Gerome and now...

He'll get to that later.

Roland doesn't even say anything else, instead leading them both out of the Library with an arm slung around Inigo's shoulder. He hadn't left anything out on the desk, so exiting was quick. "I like Jumblie just as much as the next guy, but I think I'm better at hugging. Wouldn't you say?" He attempts to engage Inigo, but he disengages from his side as soon as they're out by the hallway. Remembers something, a spark of recognition with slightly widened eyes. He then glances to the direction of the sleeper cabins before speaking again.

"I need to get something from my cabin before I join you. Can I meet you there?" His room, he assumes, though if Inigo was thinking of somewhere else to nap, he'd be fine with it too. Ready to be corrected if needed. What was he going to get..?