will he stop messing around with all those towels?!?!

Why's Inigo got to make him sound like a food fiend all the time? He eats a healthy amount for an athlete, alright! Tidus's mouth lines in an unimpressed manner, but doesn't go further than that with Roland's remarks. Agreeable remarks, even--though his thrown look isn't as effective as he might be aiming for. Still, Tidus tips his head one-side with a slight shrug.

"I'll join, but Glor's the one making the bread. That's how it came up," at least, so he thinks. "He's making that special bread for the missions. Elven bread? I can join in, but I don't know how everythin' weighs by heart."

But with that said, he looks back over to Inigo.

"Maybe you'll learn to appreciate food more if you get in the kitchen! Actually, if you help me out, I can make some fish skewers!"