"Oh, I have permission to drive you mad with my pestering?" Romani asks, almost beaming despite his exhaustion. The fatigue always starts to creep when he's relaxing like he's doing now.

He is certain the Grail didn't do this. He'll know, in a sense, that's why he's a little unsettled.

"Do you think Professor Lev arranged this message before," he pauses, taking a long breath, "His passing?" Then it must be important. He has to see where the coordinates lead him.