While Roland works on warming the both of them, Tidus decides to work on warming himself, a flash of sparkles signifying the Arms being used to make his bag appear, the ties pulled and a hand shoved in to bring out his team-assigned hoodie. Tidus has a magical hole in the wall following him at all times, and he isn't afraid to store everything in there.
(But he does keep a small list--an actual written list--to keep track of what he puts in there. Just in case.)
The fire is blooming once he's done that, the emergence of smaller higgle-friends distracting Tidus from actually putting on the hoodie, knotting the arms instead around his waist for now. He finds a place by the fire, just as Roland starts to speak. The document handed over when it's gestured for.
And a brow raised at the name.
"Alright," he says, once Roland has made his point, "but how about Bottles? Or--Sea Bottles. since this started with your story. And it's not as obvious." Since, even he knows what breadcrumbs are meant to be. Way to sound fishy!
"But how do we make contingency plans for this? If this ship gets a hole, I dunno how we're gonna plug it up."
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(But he does keep a small list--an actual written list--to keep track of what he puts in there. Just in case.)
The fire is blooming once he's done that, the emergence of smaller higgle-friends distracting Tidus from actually putting on the hoodie, knotting the arms instead around his waist for now. He finds a place by the fire, just as Roland starts to speak. The document handed over when it's gestured for.
And a brow raised at the name.
"Alright," he says, once Roland has made his point, "but how about Bottles? Or--Sea Bottles. since this started with your story. And it's not as obvious." Since, even he knows what breadcrumbs are meant to be. Way to sound fishy!
"But how do we make contingency plans for this? If this ship gets a hole, I dunno how we're gonna plug it up."