[ Let it be said that Roland had never been the most perceptive to when people are angry with him, but he's also dealt with very prickly people before so he's gotten a tiny bit better with reading them. Maybe it was also thanks in part to catching the tinges of other color in the young man's fiery hair that helped, or just the look he was given at that moment. ]

If you remove what they hold as a weapon against you, then doesn't the weapon become useless?

[ For a moment, gone was the cheery, positive nature and his voice seemed truly quite serious as he cast a glance to those who may have been listening nearby. He then drew a pen and some paper he had in his pocket, and wrote his room number on it neatly. ]

I'm not asking you to tell me everything now, but perhaps one on one without others around. [ Roland set this piece of paper down next to Idia quietly, then raised himself up to his full height once more. ] I know I cannot save everyone, but I wish to do what I can to prevent any unnecessary deaths.

[ Look at him even giving the young man some space, too. Though it was hard to resist his instincts to stay close to him. ]

I'll leave you be, but know that if you choose to speak with me? Nothing will change my opinion of you.