Do everything Roland is doing now, and successfully goad Tidus even more into anything. There may be the jungle heat over them, but that becomes less than a secondary concern than the itch that Tidus gets in his feet. Oh, you want him to run, Roland?

Tidus is absolutely running from the call of go. He's going, the uneven terrain slowing him in spots, but he's nothing if not speedy, if not reflexive to his surroundings and anything that may stand in his way.

THE BOYS, THEY BE RUNNING, THEY'RE GOING FOR THE GOLD. ROLAND CAN EAT THEIR JUNGLE DUST.