The honeycake is accepted gratefully, though he will remark with a dry tone, though not lacking in amusement - "You don't even mean that." Or maybe he does, and Roland just missed either the two other partners-in-crime experimenting on the lower floor, or the cake that didn't come from Tidus's store at all. Regardless, he takes a bite and likes how it tastes just enough. "Thanks." Too sweet for him, but would be good with another espresso...
But no, there were other matters to discuss first. He hears Senku and Gen's footsteps as they climb up the short flight of stairs connecting the levels, and at the prompt from his own companion, summons his notebook out of the hammerspace and raises his eyebrows once in affirmation. It's a well-worn and used journal, settled by the counter for easy access while he welcomes the rest of their rounded out group approaching.
"Welcome to the Void Cafe, gentlemen. What can I get you?" He smirks briefly, but it's a momentary lapse in character as he breaks his own illusion to jump straight into the actual matter at hand. Smile falling, expression back to the usual serious. "Thanks for coming up. Tidus just filled me in. Let's talk."
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But no, there were other matters to discuss first. He hears Senku and Gen's footsteps as they climb up the short flight of stairs connecting the levels, and at the prompt from his own companion, summons his notebook out of the hammerspace and raises his eyebrows once in affirmation. It's a well-worn and used journal, settled by the counter for easy access while he welcomes the rest of their rounded out group approaching.
"Welcome to the Void Cafe, gentlemen. What can I get you?" He smirks briefly, but it's a momentary lapse in character as he breaks his own illusion to jump straight into the actual matter at hand. Smile falling, expression back to the usual serious. "Thanks for coming up. Tidus just filled me in. Let's talk."