"You're one to talk." He stands up, a lightness in his step no longer weighed down by his previous cut. But just like Tidus, the fatigue ghosted at the fringes of his consciousness, having only minutes of rest in between heavy lifting and fighting in rotations.

He wouldn't forget this, though. He won't forget that Tidus continues to show him kindness, so he will return it tenfold, whether or not he'll know of it.

"Come on, let's go. You said you were going to the kitchen car, right?" Their sleeper cabin was at full capacity, but Roland is ready to fight for the shower for at least thirty minutes.