[ The baby. Tidus spits out a laugh, and Roland might need to give him a few seconds -- okay, no, more than that, interrupting this set-up. His legs unbend and an arm wraps around his stomach, his other about reaching his mouth. He takes a few stumbling steps away, turning and facing Roland, but not looking at him as he shakes his head and waves a hand. ]
What are you doing to me! I can't take this serious if-- [ pfffft ] -- a baby!
[ It's not a long or belly-rumbling laugh, but there was no way he could keep standing in the baby delivery position with that. Grinning after, and. Okay. Just give him a tag, Roland. ]
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What are you doing to me! I can't take this serious if-- [ pfffft ] -- a baby!
[ It's not a long or belly-rumbling laugh, but there was no way he could keep standing in the baby delivery position with that. Grinning after, and. Okay. Just give him a tag, Roland. ]