"Heh. Was it his patented 'death from above' move? He made me do that when I got him a fish from the freezer the first time we met. I'm glad to see he's still at it."

He nods as Ichigo shares how he got his kitten. "Let me know when you've named him. I'm sure it'll be a good one." He tries to focus on petting him, back of his fingers feeling soft bristles of fur, but the distraction grows too strong to ignore. He shakes his head, even rubs his eyes, but the syrup smelled so sweet. It looked so colorful, palpable to the touch...Roland turns his head towards the pool, almost as if longingly so.

Then, without a single word, he walks towards it with every intention to touch. He wonders briefly if Ichigo is following; if he's feeling the same pull.