Rolas hums quietly as he walks through the forest, he admires the peaceful nature of the surrounding area. A soft smile on his face doesn’t betray his inner turmoil, as he’s plotting a rebellion but struggles with the process. He fears that he may cause undue harm to the civilians, so now he must devise a plan to overthrow his parents without harming the innocents. He exhales, finding this thought process to be exhausting, so he tosses such ideas aside and distracts himself with the flora.