Roland's eyes grow slightly wide, and he listens even more intently. The day he gifted Tidus the higgledy comes to mind right away, but not for the act, rather what Tidus shares with him after. Even before that, with Irivar and the trolls that surround them. His admission afterwards, the tears and the truth coming to light. Roland remembers everything. That he had to kill his dad - that's what he said, he knows, he can't have forgotten - and the cycle that renewed the existence of Sin over and over again. A fate Yuna would have shared, had things not played out differently. And Tidus's role in it, to strike his own father down...
...Roland's never had the right time to react to it. He's felt the initial shock of such a revelation, but now that it's recalled a second time, the feeling weighs a bit heavier. Tidus doesn't often speak of his 'old man.' Neither does he talk of his mother. Were they like him? Dreams made real? Dreams that suited a purpose, even without Tidus's knowing?
Regardless, no child should ever have to be slay their own parent. The burden is too great. But he keeps the sentiment to himself, for now.
"Ten years worth of spheres, huh? That's a lot of messages to leave behind." But not enough if it was a father trying to tell a son something. Roland follows-through, as gently as he can. Wonders if he has the right to ask, even now, even after it all.
"What were they?" He adds, the sword in his hand set in a neutral position. "What did they contain? Your dad's messages to you throughout a decade, all over the world?"
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My old man, he left me a message in Spira.
Roland's eyes grow slightly wide, and he listens even more intently. The day he gifted Tidus the higgledy comes to mind right away, but not for the act, rather what Tidus shares with him after. Even before that, with Irivar and the trolls that surround them. His admission afterwards, the tears and the truth coming to light. Roland remembers everything. That he had to kill his dad - that's what he said, he knows, he can't have forgotten - and the cycle that renewed the existence of Sin over and over again. A fate Yuna would have shared, had things not played out differently. And Tidus's role in it, to strike his own father down...
...Roland's never had the right time to react to it. He's felt the initial shock of such a revelation, but now that it's recalled a second time, the feeling weighs a bit heavier. Tidus doesn't often speak of his 'old man.' Neither does he talk of his mother. Were they like him? Dreams made real? Dreams that suited a purpose, even without Tidus's knowing?
Regardless, no child should ever have to be slay their own parent. The burden is too great. But he keeps the sentiment to himself, for now.
"Ten years worth of spheres, huh? That's a lot of messages to leave behind." But not enough if it was a father trying to tell a son something. Roland follows-through, as gently as he can. Wonders if he has the right to ask, even now, even after it all.
"What were they?" He adds, the sword in his hand set in a neutral position. "What did they contain? Your dad's messages to you throughout a decade, all over the world?"