"Ah, but you see that only makes me want to pester you more about it," Roman laughs his fatigue away, imagining the curse wraith of El Melloi II haunting his laptop in retaliation for being forbidden to smoke.

Sadly, he's not looking too intimidating.

"Ah, should I stop?" Roman asks, feeling foolish for trying to trace the coordinates, he isn't even convinced this isn't the work of his exhausted imagination.