"She's just hopeless in how she admires the way the world is," Roman says with a tired sigh. How she accepts its ugliness and beauty in all shapes, things like that, he's never understand, but he's seen things she hasn't. And he's probably just as bad, but he's a lot more pessimistic which makes him not notice this. "About, er, my past?" He scratches his head, thinking a little. "She figured out I was hiding something about the First Summon." He's tried to feign ignorance but she didn't buy it. She's picked it up from his chat with Lev. "Or about my scolding? I think she's got used to that." She dishes it out too.

Roman's lips tug into a half smile, "All right, all right, no more alien talk. No goddesses from Venus or the Sun. I got it," he gives a nod, trying hard to choke his laughter.

And after he agrees, he slowly unwraps his arms from the laptop and looks embarrassed, ears growing hot. He's just latched to his computer screen to defend his net idol's 'honor'. He's caught up in this embarrassment and fighting the urge to flush in all shades of red and pink when Waver's question catches him off guard. "Huh? Oh, I, sure. What is it?"