He's astonished for a second. All these years, after looking back to his previous behavior, he's assumed he had annoyed him that day. He's almost embarrassed to face his misunderstanding. But he hasn't contacted them again, despite his invitation to Chaldea, what else he's supposed to assume?
Does this mean I made a new friend? he thinks, musing about that, something exciting but also scary after he lost his two closest friends.
"I wouldn't say no to you if you want to play," he finally says, grinning from ear to ear. "I don't know how my schedule will get, but you're also welcome to borrow my console if I can't make it in time." There is also a recreation room, but he knows Lord El Melloi II enjoys his privacy to share it with the staff, human or Servant alike.
Talking about this lifts his spirits a little, even if the next serious topic is hard to approach, he gains a bit more of courage. He quiets about having the experience to draw about leadership and proper administration, nonetheless, he appreciates his attempt to reassure him (is that what he's doing?). "The Clock Tower needs people like you, Lord El Melloi II," he says with a firmer voice. It's his turn, he supposes, so he draws a little breath. "Magi need to be reminded they are stripped from common decency and ethics just because of the craft they practice." That's just a fabrication they make for themselves as if trying to live apart from the rest of society, Roman thinks. "I get it. Every close circle of researchers after reaching certain notoriety and wealth, close off, but you guys are still human."
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Does this mean I made a new friend? he thinks, musing about that, something exciting but also scary after he lost his two closest friends.
"I wouldn't say no to you if you want to play," he finally says, grinning from ear to ear. "I don't know how my schedule will get, but you're also welcome to borrow my console if I can't make it in time." There is also a recreation room, but he knows Lord El Melloi II enjoys his privacy to share it with the staff, human or Servant alike.
Talking about this lifts his spirits a little, even if the next serious topic is hard to approach, he gains a bit more of courage. He quiets about having the experience to draw about leadership and proper administration, nonetheless, he appreciates his attempt to reassure him (is that what he's doing?). "The Clock Tower needs people like you, Lord El Melloi II," he says with a firmer voice. It's his turn, he supposes, so he draws a little breath. "Magi need to be reminded they are stripped from common decency and ethics just because of the craft they practice." That's just a fabrication they make for themselves as if trying to live apart from the rest of society, Roman thinks. "I get it. Every close circle of researchers after reaching certain notoriety and wealth, close off, but you guys are still human."