[ He throws him a look over his shoulder. ] You don't catch babies, Tidus. [ Meaning, you don't throw them in the first place!! Should he be concerned? He gets the joke, just...ugh. Roland shakes his head and he readies himself for a real play. Instead of the usual rally - the hut, hut, hike! - Roland just counts to three.
He hopes Tidus is ready for this one; it's gonna be a lot faster passing the ball now. ]
3...2...1!
[ At one, the arm holding the ball snaps back like lightning. If Tidus manages to react and receive in time, he will find Roland already making a light jog backward, eyes following the ball so he can catch it with his body. ]
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He hopes Tidus is ready for this one; it's gonna be a lot faster passing the ball now. ]
3...2...1!
[ At one, the arm holding the ball snaps back like lightning. If Tidus manages to react and receive in time, he will find Roland already making a light jog backward, eyes following the ball so he can catch it with his body. ]