[ Tidus is adamant, doesn't care about the whines that his whining gets in return. Arms staying where they are and watching them both, waiting for them to do what he says. Not caring what this says about him, makes either of them think- like he's overreacting, that of course there's too much food here for him.

It doesn't matter, until he sees the plates start going around. Then he sits himself up some, arms coming down by his sides to help him. Takes the fork that Inigo points at him if he can snatch it quick enough, just because. ]

Is this some culture thing you're doing? This better not be another joke. [ This first bite before we dish up thing Roland's talking about! But fine, he'll take the taco back up that he picked before, putting it on one of the empty plates. He lifts both close to his mouth. ]

I can chase you both through this entire train 'til you both eat!

[ Is that a threat?? But Tidus takes the first bite as asked into the soft taco, into the diced vegetables turned into a light coleslaw, the seasoned-- well, attempted seasoning of fish, or so Tidus might recognise later. But that's fish, and there's flavours, and he's chewing away anyway.

But they better not actually be waiting for him to say something and be dishing up too...!! Guuuuys! He'll watch you both grumpily until you do! ]