There is a part of Lord El-Melloi II that wonders how wise it is to have a burning ember in a green house, but the rest of him dismisses the concern outright. There are Heroic Spirits everywhere. A fire would be a non-issue, and he has never been stupid enough to ash fall anywhere that could catch flame.
His eyes linger as they enter the green house, taking the place in. His pale skin was enough to say that being outdoors was never a great priority, but between this and the rest of Chaldea, the need for it was obvious. God willing, Lord El-Melloi II could use any downtime in Chaldea to work through a backlog of video games, but he knew how chaotic Grail Wars were. A proper Grand Order would not allow for such a thing.
"It's very well kept," he said, taking a seat. Looking up at Roman, Lord El-Melloi II let out a dersive snort. He missed the point
"I wouldn't wish either on you. The purpose of the reminder was that I can see you do have the abilities, and denying that fact around me is utterly pointless. It borders on annoying."
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His eyes linger as they enter the green house, taking the place in. His pale skin was enough to say that being outdoors was never a great priority, but between this and the rest of Chaldea, the need for it was obvious. God willing, Lord El-Melloi II could use any downtime in Chaldea to work through a backlog of video games, but he knew how chaotic Grail Wars were. A proper Grand Order would not allow for such a thing.
"It's very well kept," he said, taking a seat. Looking up at Roman, Lord El-Melloi II let out a dersive snort. He missed the point
"I wouldn't wish either on you. The purpose of the reminder was that I can see you do have the abilities, and denying that fact around me is utterly pointless. It borders on annoying."