"I didn't buy those jars for you to stuff paper in," he says with a narrowed brow, an disapproving frown. For a guy so serious about doing all sorts of work for a Team Lead, he's sure's happy to go around wasting his bottles, isn't he?

But that's not the point that Tidus wants to focus on (but maybe he can come back to it later, if Roland tries eyeing more of his jars--he'll have to count what he's got left once they get back on the train). "What are you talking about anyway? Cut off? I thought they didn't have a clue what we were doing and were suffering from voidsickness. That's what I heard."

Because he sure never did see that message for himself. He was busy!