What started out as a gamble is slowly turning into machinations that may have some merit after all. Not that Roland didn't completely trust Tidus - he did, at least, instinctively. But the gears start to really turn when he hums and reads the offered letter, twice again to be sure. He's read it already, multiple times, studied it up and down as if his life depended on its contents. As if all the answers were in between the lines and letters.
However, Tidus was suggesting an idea that shed a new light unto an old perspective, in a way that Roland didn't think of before. If they needed answers, then they had to put themselves in the eye of the storm. Dangerous, but effective.
"You're suggesting guilt by design." He says, a hint of realization in his voice. The letter is lowered until it no longer obscures his vision, as he stares at Tidus with a new sense of purpose. "We may or may not be considered criminals liable for prosecution on void ministry regulations, but because they left this clause unclear, we have grounds to explore if we're being set up to fail, or if their intentions are actually right and true."
He makes a weird gesture in the air, as if emphasizing a thought that exists only in his mind. But he's quick to voice it out, pacing around Tidus with one arm behind his back. It's coming together, by god.
"You said it yourself. We might be criminals, but they don't know. All they have to doubt that statement is because they overheard words like 'kidnapped,' and in a sense, we are." He hands the paper over to Tidus decisively, as if he's seen enough. "At the same time, we don't know if the void ministry is who they say they are only because the Voidtrecker we're riding today seems to imply that there's something bigger than their politics - and that the ministry is unable to help, or might be the problem to begin with."
His gaze turns back, towards the darkening magenta sea.
"In other words, we're the deciding body. Whatever we do today determines who might be against us." Roland chuckles, looks at Tidus again with a smile on his face, maybe one of surprise, maybe one of pride. Maybe both. "I can't believe this."
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However, Tidus was suggesting an idea that shed a new light unto an old perspective, in a way that Roland didn't think of before. If they needed answers, then they had to put themselves in the eye of the storm. Dangerous, but effective.
"You're suggesting guilt by design." He says, a hint of realization in his voice. The letter is lowered until it no longer obscures his vision, as he stares at Tidus with a new sense of purpose. "We may or may not be considered criminals liable for prosecution on void ministry regulations, but because they left this clause unclear, we have grounds to explore if we're being set up to fail, or if their intentions are actually right and true."
He makes a weird gesture in the air, as if emphasizing a thought that exists only in his mind. But he's quick to voice it out, pacing around Tidus with one arm behind his back. It's coming together, by god.
"You said it yourself. We might be criminals, but they don't know. All they have to doubt that statement is because they overheard words like 'kidnapped,' and in a sense, we are." He hands the paper over to Tidus decisively, as if he's seen enough. "At the same time, we don't know if the void ministry is who they say they are only because the Voidtrecker we're riding today seems to imply that there's something bigger than their politics - and that the ministry is unable to help, or might be the problem to begin with."
His gaze turns back, towards the darkening magenta sea.
"In other words, we're the deciding body. Whatever we do today determines who might be against us." Roland chuckles, looks at Tidus again with a smile on his face, maybe one of surprise, maybe one of pride. Maybe both. "I can't believe this."