Without much time left to ruffle any of that hair or to even extend his hug, Roland amusedly watches him shout out, challenging any nearby chinchilla to a death. He shakes his head somewhat, though doesn't stop Inigo's forest rampage. Not even when he can hear a rustling further into the redwood, just bordering close to the position he takes behind Inigo's retreating figure.

"Inigo- come back!"

As soon as he spots that familiar figure and mop of dark hair, Roland will hold his fingers up to his lips and smile knowingly, gesturing to the right. They might have more luck in there?