It'd probably be worth an exhibition to see who could devour more sweets, Roman or Arturia. But that was a terrible idea for another day, when there was more downtime to be had and someone else besides just poor Emiya to do all that baking. No one deserved that fate, staying all night in the kitchen.

"...I'm...okay, I'd get a few other servants to test drive one of Leonardo's inventions before taking it out," he said. Not that he didn't trust a genius inventor, but just to be in the safe side. The little future excursion did sound nice though, the kind of real vacation that would be needed after all of this. "We'll max out a credit card together. Then hole up with takeout for a few days." Lord El-Melloi II wouldn't even bother to shave.

Elegant, Roman. Through all the munching, he listens carefully. "It's...the same concept, but different varities and ways of seeing?" It was a point that did need clarification, if only to ensure that he followed the rest of Roman's words. Not that he minded the sudden sharp tongue. Hell, that version of Roman ought to stay as far as El-Melloi II was concerned. It was fun. As long as he could avoid talking about his past Gilgamesh experiences, which was something to engage in starting oh, now. "We've...I've encountered him before, and I think that's all I need to say."

There only Roman's new found mouthiness now and it needed to stay forever. "I'd debate the more handsome part, actually," he offered. "Just for the record."