Is he anywhere near to where he was before? Tidus finds he can't tell. There's no landmarks, not even the odd splotch of colour that one would usually be able to use to pinpoint roads travelled before, no odd patch of grass or light to give signal to what's new, what's not.

And why these walls, anyway? But for the bitter note they inspire, Tidus focuses on the private exchange between himself and the one in his heart; the gathering of a spell and energy, a position picked when he doesn't want to keep on searching, guessing. Another voice trickles in below from the lowered SCA, and Tidus manages to catch some of what's said. A warning?

"Don't worry, I'm going now!" That's warning enough, isn't it? And there's no room for magic and chatting, so Tidus adds, for one last exchange: "Just watch out, don't wanna land on you. Alright, gotta go!"

Tidus doesn't disconnect the call, but that cheery note is the one he leaves on before there's a sound - a gushing, a noise of rushing water, "You're driving!" audible or not above it from the device.

And there's a similar noise about a yard away from where Roland is, their locations not too near, nothing to be seen until a figure thrusts forward over the top of the high wall, casting a shadow down below as with a cry...

"Yeaaahh!"

...there comes one apparent adult riding what appears to be a bubble of water down over to his side. Fortunately, the water cushioning their drop--

"--guh!"

Okay, or maybe it reaches the ground too quick and bounces Tidus off his ride, knocking him over and scattering with him the multiple of higgledies previously inside the water ride.

it's ok though, they were already at ground level.