"Roland." Roland. Could a name be said so disappointed, so disbelieving, so played up as how Tidus says the man's name now, by any other? No, not at all. He even looks ready to shake his head, but why do it when it can all be implied?

"Is this a lack of trust, or are you just feeling weak in the knees today? Want me to hold your hand when we go up? C'mon, you can admit it to me!"

But he doesn't need to, as he puts his hands on his sides confidently, chest even puffed out a little.

"Don't worry! Me and Gibbs are the best - you've got nothing to worry about!"