[ Tidus was still distracted by the same image when Roland came over to join him, easily drawn in. How can he not be? This face both familiar and not; worn, tired, not as lifted and sharp. A father and son comparison, except they're the same man.
It's so giddying. A restless energy from Tidus, all from seeing this other face, only boosted when Roland switches the photos over. Okay, this swiping - Tidus knows how to do that too, but he isn't in any hurry to do it. A smile pushing into his cheeks at these pictures. Is it Christmas?
He wants to protest almost as Roland calls for them to keep working. So tempted. But, maybe Tidus can appreciate not overindulging all at once. ]
Alriiight. But I'm looking at the rest later. [ And maaaybe he's slipping the phone away into one of his pockets, don't mind him, la de da. ] But hey, people got a problem with long hair in your world? I think it looks good!
[ Heh. ] Everyone loved my old man, and his hair was a mess.
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It's so giddying. A restless energy from Tidus, all from seeing this other face, only boosted when Roland switches the photos over. Okay, this swiping - Tidus knows how to do that too, but he isn't in any hurry to do it. A smile pushing into his cheeks at these pictures. Is it Christmas?
He wants to protest almost as Roland calls for them to keep working. So tempted. But, maybe Tidus can appreciate not overindulging all at once. ]
Alriiight. But I'm looking at the rest later. [ And maaaybe he's slipping the phone away into one of his pockets, don't mind him, la de da. ] But hey, people got a problem with long hair in your world? I think it looks good!
[ Heh. ] Everyone loved my old man, and his hair was a mess.