He resists the urge to snort - a feeling he hasn't felt in a very long time.

"Smooth. The lady doth protest too much?" He says under his breath, laden with sarcasm. But he can't let the moment linger longer than it has to when the first Helpmate directs the question to him. His expression drops and he turns serious, or at least, as Tidus might recognize...he turns to pretending like a switch going on.

"Hi. Yes, as my friend here said, this is our first time in the Great Autumn. We're just about moved in, actually. Decided on becoming next door neighbors, in fact." He pats Tidus's shoulder once for emphasis, taking a step forward. The Helpmates don't get more attractive to Roland up close. "But everything seems rather...bare. Is this deliberate? Are we to complete our own lodgings or did something happen to our living arrangements?"

There, that seemed natural enough to pass, right?