Roman was supervising that mission (as he always did). He could tell something weighted in Lord El-Melloi's mind. The familiar bitter tang of being unable to keep up or not being good enough, maybe. He was well acquaintanced with that feeling of inadequacy himself.
Still, while he expected him in his consultation room soon, he hadn't had guessed he would come the night just after he stripped to wear his Magiā Mari pink t-shirt and pair cotton slippers and was about to sit down and read the cutest idol's updates. He couldn't even get the chance to say 'hold on just a second' when he made himself him.
Oh, come on!
Roman stares at the Pseudo-Servant for a full minute, wishing for the earth to open beneath his feet and swallow him. After that awkward moment passes, Roman pretends nothing is wrong and gestures him to take the empty seat in front of him.
yeah I know he's not supposed to be talking with merlin in this au but I can't help but sneak this
Still, while he expected him in his consultation room soon, he hadn't had guessed he would come the night just after he stripped to wear his Magiā Mari pink t-shirt and pair cotton slippers and was about to sit down and read the cutest idol's updates. He couldn't even get the chance to say 'hold on just a second' when he made himself him.
Oh, come on!
Roman stares at the Pseudo-Servant for a full minute, wishing for the earth to open beneath his feet and swallow him. After that awkward moment passes, Roman pretends nothing is wrong and gestures him to take the empty seat in front of him.
"Good evening. What can I do for you?"