Roland laughs quietly under his breath, a gentle ringing in the otherwise eerie silence of the dome, joyfulness betraying the true age of his soul. The chances of him actually doing that are slim...but for the twin teens? Those odds are bound to change, quicker than blinking.

"Ssh. Don't tell on me now, Your Highness. I don't want to get into trouble." He nudges Inigo's shoulder gently, before resting his temple against the side of his head. "We'll be back to Purple before Glor notices I'm gone. I can play hooky too, if I want to."

He obviously won't, but hey. Things change. People change. And it's growing more and more pleasing to Roland to start helping out other teams more actively in the next missions to come.