Roland's attention is split between the two, and it's a wonder he hasn't yet gone cross-eyed with how often he glances from one over the other just to check and be certain he knew exactly what was being said, what was being done. Also, water is being splashed in his direction, which fine, he guesses he partially deserves. Partially!
Upon further assessment, he finds that Inigo is now sulking, which Roland takes as a sign he might be convinced he did something wrong. Which of course, wasn't at all true. Closer to Roland, Tidus is returning to his riled up, eager self, no longer screaming but his tone and actions still speaking volumes. Another round of miscommunication between Teen Twins, though at the very least, Roland is slowly starting to understand what's transpired. Maybe. He honestly has no clue, and has little desire to back track that far. All he knows is that maybe he once again, made another mistake since Tidus was calling him out for making it weird.
But Roland can't see how it was a wrong assumption to make with the amount of nervous screaming that he walked into without really meaning to. And he only caught the tail-end of it, so what was he to assume!
He leans himself in a half-seat against the edge of the pool and retains his stance of arms crossed against his chest.
"Look," he starts off, calmly, the Diplomacy Voice if the two are already used to his default seriousness. Even here. "If I made it weird by accident, then I'm sorry. It's difficult to think anything else when Inigo sounded that passionate. His words were the only things I caught." Speaking of, he turns his head and stares at Inigo sink further and further into the hot spring, trying to make himself as small as possible.
"Inigo," he almost sighs this part out, but is able to resist the urge. "Come on back. You didn't do anything wrong. It was a mutual misunderstanding...on everyone's parts. Mine too. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to insinuate anything, but I will stand on what I said about it being okay to show admiration if you think Tidus's physique is something to marvel at. He's right. Pros do take pride in their looks because they work quite hard at making sure they perform in tip top shape. He's got a lot to be proud of."
Roland's lecture cuts short when he starts rubbing his neck, not really tired but a little flustered himself.
"Now that everything's cleared up...I can leave, alright? There are other unoccupied hot springs, or I can go to the sauna. We're here for a good, relaxing time, after all. Don't let me ruin your fun."
Gosh, why did he feel ten times more fatigued? The mysteries of life.
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Upon further assessment, he finds that Inigo is now sulking, which Roland takes as a sign he might be convinced he did something wrong. Which of course, wasn't at all true. Closer to Roland, Tidus is returning to his riled up, eager self, no longer screaming but his tone and actions still speaking volumes. Another round of miscommunication between Teen Twins, though at the very least, Roland is slowly starting to understand what's transpired. Maybe. He honestly has no clue, and has little desire to back track that far. All he knows is that maybe he once again, made another mistake since Tidus was calling him out for making it weird.
But Roland can't see how it was a wrong assumption to make with the amount of nervous screaming that he walked into without really meaning to. And he only caught the tail-end of it, so what was he to assume!
He leans himself in a half-seat against the edge of the pool and retains his stance of arms crossed against his chest.
"Look," he starts off, calmly, the Diplomacy Voice if the two are already used to his default seriousness. Even here. "If I made it weird by accident, then I'm sorry. It's difficult to think anything else when Inigo sounded that passionate. His words were the only things I caught." Speaking of, he turns his head and stares at Inigo sink further and further into the hot spring, trying to make himself as small as possible.
"Inigo," he almost sighs this part out, but is able to resist the urge. "Come on back. You didn't do anything wrong. It was a mutual misunderstanding...on everyone's parts. Mine too. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to insinuate anything, but I will stand on what I said about it being okay to show admiration if you think Tidus's physique is something to marvel at. He's right. Pros do take pride in their looks because they work quite hard at making sure they perform in tip top shape. He's got a lot to be proud of."
Roland's lecture cuts short when he starts rubbing his neck, not really tired but a little flustered himself.
"Now that everything's cleared up...I can leave, alright? There are other unoccupied hot springs, or I can go to the sauna. We're here for a good, relaxing time, after all. Don't let me ruin your fun."
Gosh, why did he feel ten times more fatigued? The mysteries of life.