He blinked and gave a puzzling expression. His eyebrows lifted together. Gaming device? He meant some El Melloi exclusive game. "Is it a secret well kept of your family?" he blurted out. That would make sense why he would want to kick out strangers. Roman probably knew of video games in passing, the information he absorbed in commercials, but he had yet to see or try one in person. He hadn't been corrupted to the lure of visual novels or net idols yet. He needed to become more anxious and rely on escapism to be trapped in that seedy world.

"A century, huh... That's a realistic estimation," Roman nodded slowly, recalling he had to finish his tea. He sipped it quietly, despite the spoiled flavor it had after it cooled. "But if it exists an estimation, it also means the task isn't possible." He seemed to have opened to ramble, so it was his job to listen and encourage him to express his thoughts. He wasn't going to judge him.

"Hah," Roman gave a hearty chuckle, "My thanks but don't worry about me. I don't think Billy would scold me too much for this." He slipped his nickname accidentally. Just like Olgamarie is 'Marie' to Roman, her father is 'Billy'. Marisbilly Animusphere was a nearly unapproachable man in general, even by his own family yet Roman was speaking of him as if they were best friends of a lifetime.