"It's good for you," Roman says, with an encouraging nod, "Laughter isn't just good for the soul, but also it reduces the risks of cardiovascular-related problems." There are places he can do this without being watched. Chaldea is big enough.

"Ah-oh," he isn't sure what to say, feeling like a kid who has been caught raiding the cookie jar before dinner. He's silent, debating inwardly if he can tell Lord El Melloi II, he's yet to tell Leonardo and even Mari about his dreams. "I came across some weird coordinates," he explains vaguely, poking his fingers together, "I was trying to find out where do they lead."