Roland nods, acknowledging a proposal made and agreed, then turns away again, wrists crossed over the back of the couch. It's good to have made at least an alliance of a sort, even though he's not been putting as much effort toward that sort of thing as he probably should be. He's certainly not going to start putting effort toward it now, not today with Detta's disembodied voice blaring in his ears, but this has been a start.