He asks Roland what he sees out there on this sea, and the answer he receives is letters in bottles. Bewilderment turns into amusement, some mixture of the two the more Tidus listens to Roland. And--alright. It's bizarre, it's funny, that the man he had to remind to enjoy the beach would be thinking of this of all things.

A humour only slightly interrupted when Roland swings his determined gaze onto Tidus. A look that could mean anything, but it's safe when he asks him for jars.

"I can't believe you wanna waste those jars I bought on messages." Messages that, who's going to find them on a vacation getaway island? But it's not stopping Tidus, not even the thought of the points spent to buy them. He brings out his banded wrist, and from it a jar appears, then one of the drink bottles. Pieces of onigiri sit in the jar, and a liquid in the other.

The drink gets put on the sand while he opens the lid of onigiri, looking in and taking a sniff. Huh, it really did keep. "We can eat it," he says while angling the contents to Roland, nods next to the other bottle. "I don't know what that is though. ...You can try it."

Spoilers: it's sweet latte.