Roland watches his own memory play out as if he was detached from it. As if he's seen it countless times before. But maybe he has? In the deepest darkest parts of his mind; where he is free to replay it any time he wishes. And he has.

He lets a breath loose, one he didn't even know he was holding. "...Yes. Yes, that's right." He hears himself speak, as the final seconds play out and the shockwave that levels his city knocks him cold. Vestiges away from death. "The city was bombed and I...woke up somewhere far, far away. In a brand new body. A brand new world. So it goes."

He looks away. With a low voice, he addresses Ichigo again, as if he was guilty. "I'm sorry you had to see that."