The berries are received gratefully, but his attention is still fully on Gyousou. Harsh is quite a way to describe a kingdom, but he knows Gyousou isn't the type to wax poetic even if they've only just met. Roland can't help but imagine it for himself either, though he's been given enough to work with to fill in some details...

He hums low before picking out another bunch of berries, holding them up for inspection. Gyousou might just spot discoloration on some of the fruits.

"Yeah. Something like that." Roland answers. The truth is, he doesn't know where he'll be returned to, if at all. The first world, probably destroyed with no one left, or the second world, where he could resume his duties to the King. "However things end for us here...I know there's going to be a lot of work ahead of me."