Thankfully, Roland doesn't hear that drop; that hesitation. Had he known Tidus and Inigo were going through something similar, a rough patch brought about by an unexpected event in Tidus's life...Well, perhaps it's best that he'll never know at all. Some things can only be resolved between each other.

He lets out an almost incredulous chuckle under his breath, , messing up his bangs as he does so. "Don't worry. I'm not going to be broadcasting this little episode to Tidus anytime soon." Roland makes a dry expression, eyes dropped slightly low as if imagining a scenario in his mind's eye. A grumble that may be inaudible. "I probably wouldn't hear the end of it, most of all..."

When he's sure that his heartbeat has settled, and Inigo's ministrations grow too relaxing for where they are, Roland makes a motion that he's alright. Stands up, dusts himself off, and begins to tie his hair in his signature low ponytail expertly. He definitely looks glad, from the way his eyes shine bright. "Thank you. And hey, everyone's got something they're afraid of, right? Could be the dark. Could be insects. Not dumb at all. Especially when they're that...unsavory. Who wouldn't be scared?"

So much for blighted rat hunting. They found a nest of cockroaches under the sewers - is that worth reporting to the folks up top?

"Guess you win this favor, pup. You saved my life - and my hair."