He actually laughs at such a reaction from Inigo, his head dipped low to hide his wide grin. Letting go of their hands, he crosses his arms over his chest before responding. He told Evan the same thing before; that it would have been impossible to get Roland to do anything responsible had he actually been much, much younger.

"Well...At that age, siphoning gas out of someone's car wasn't the worst thing I did. Let's just put it that way." Talking about it now, after decades and all that he's been through on Earth, in Evermore, and now on a train voids away...it's surreal in different strokes. He almost speaks of the memory with fond distance. "And thankfully they don't consider your delinquent track record at fifteen to become President. Heh."

Was he even younger than Inigo back then, having adventures and being an overall bad influence before his mother found out and scolded him till kingdom come? What a time to be alive, truly.

"So we drove to the city and we messed around wherever we could. The stadium, the museums, the parks...I even ran into my mom in one of the places we visited. You won't believe how fast we ran the opposite direction so she couldn't catch us."