[ Oh no, it's one of those laughs. The laugh that just won't go, keeps hitting the back of his throat and tickling him to come out. Tidus's grin stays wide regardless of the small chuckles that escape, and Roland is not helping. ]
Alright. Alright! [ Tidus slaps his knees, straightens his back. Does a jog on the spot, short and sweet. ] I can do this. I'm gonna do this! Don't distract me Roland!
[ He won't be beaten, he won't!! Tidus turns back around, getting into position--the threat of a laugh being coughed into a fist, slowing him. He won't give in! ] I've got this! We're doing this game! Gimme the hike!
[ He sounds intense. ...or like someone trying their hardest to push through the urge to break into laughter.
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Alright. Alright! [ Tidus slaps his knees, straightens his back. Does a jog on the spot, short and sweet. ] I can do this. I'm gonna do this! Don't distract me Roland!
[ He won't be beaten, he won't!! Tidus turns back around, getting into position--the threat of a laugh being coughed into a fist, slowing him. He won't give in! ] I've got this! We're doing this game! Gimme the hike!
[ He sounds intense. ...or like someone trying their hardest to push through the urge to break into laughter.
Please don't keep him waiting. ]