ASSUMPTIONS MAKE AN ASS OUT OF ME AND YOU, OLD MAN!!!
But ugh, for wanting Roland to back him up before, Tidus hates it now--he's absolutely too Roland for this! It's either that--just making it sound weird by his explanation--or the time for it gone.
He wants to put on twenty layers now. Twenty shirts! He'd rather deal with Inigo getting upset with him than any of Roland.
"Do what you want," Tidus grumbles, not about to make the man go or say. He sinks himself appropriately into the water, his arms folded; any quasi-compliments of his appearance making him want to dunk his head again for real, but suppressed. He'd say something to Inigo, but as it is, he'll let the other guy decide if he wants to re-emerge or...what. Without added prodding.
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But ugh, for wanting Roland to back him up before, Tidus hates it now--he's absolutely too Roland for this! It's either that--just making it sound weird by his explanation--or the time for it gone.
He wants to put on twenty layers now. Twenty shirts! He'd rather deal with Inigo getting upset with him than any of Roland.
"Do what you want," Tidus grumbles, not about to make the man go or say. He sinks himself appropriately into the water, his arms folded; any quasi-compliments of his appearance making him want to dunk his head again for real, but suppressed. He'd say something to Inigo, but as it is, he'll let the other guy decide if he wants to re-emerge or...what. Without added prodding.
Tidus is going to stare at the waterfalls. Pah.