Roman gives a small smile. Probably that's true, even though Olgamarie disliked to talk to Da Vinci and avoided her. "Professor Lev also helped, he was the only one who could truly reach out for Marie," he says, smile waning. They can't rely on Lev any longer. He's gone. "I...What?" It's a good thing he's not drinking anything, or he would have choked or spat out his drink. "No way!" Roman quickly says, making a face. The whole idea of Leonardo's jealousy is frankly absurd. In the first place, Romani has never even looked at her direction with any shred of attraction, and he's convinced that's mutual. "It's probably because she can't appreciate idols." That sounds ridiculous, but he goes with how their field of art something Da Vinci can't match even with all those talents.

Roman takes note of the many emotions coloring his answer. "I see, you wanted to keep it," he finishes it for him. He doesn't blame him, even if he's complicit of theft. "Did you ever take a picture?" he asks suddenly. Of course, it'll be back in London, but he's curious if he did keep another kind of memento. "Marisbilly took several before we... well, Solomon and he went to Fuyuki."

He still keeps some of them, but they were erased from the official record.