Speaking of the second letter, it doesn't take Roland long to finish it off. It's significantly shorter than the first, with only three sentences at most before he signs it - not with his signature this time, but with his name in block letters. He holds back a scoff at the mention of the void ministry, not even looking up as this page is folded in a similar manner as the first; perfect quarters, small enough to compress in a bottle or jar.

"I don't think they're looking for us to help us with any favors, Tidus." The empty jar that once housed onigiri is put through the same sand-in sand-out treatment, before the letter is tucked into place. Though this time, the small shell that he found earlier is put inside too, until it fills up the breadth of the jar. A perfect size, to close it off tight. "The void ministry's cut us off from all the amenities they probably granted other void missionaries, since we're not the real Voidtrecker Express. They're not going to be interested in getting my letters to their intended destinations, that much I can tell you. I'd rather trust the sea, purple as it is. Heh."

Though as he collects the two bottles, one in each hand, Roland does think about something; an idea that forms just as Tidus mentions it.

"...Although, I don't really mind leaving behind other things on this island. Kind of like secret letters." His smile grows at the corners, facing Tidus now. "You still got jars with you?"