Please excuse him. Really. He's come out to Cotes because big, lush, green places like this are not at all common where he's from, and Roland's maybe quite obviously surprised and impressed in equal measure as he pokes around the area. He doesn't explore too far from the train that got him here since he's ever a cautious sort, but he's got to hand it to the creators of this place--it's got a level of ingenuity that rivals his home.

He doesn't trust the pixies though. Not one inch. Those things remind him of Fairy Festival and he knows all about what that Abnormality is actually like. Cute things are not to be trusted.

That includes cute kids. Someone's prancing up ahead and has dropped something without even realizing it.

...Literally everything inside of him is telling him to just not say anything and let her continue on her way, but he sighs, bending down to pick up the bag.