Romani's spring green eyes meet Waver's stormy ones for a brief moment, worry and fear mixing in his look. Know about? Know about what? He is about to say something when a burning pain suddenly explodes in his fingertips and races all the way up to his brain, making the redhead miss his next step and stumble for a moment. "Shi -!!"

Apparently his plan hadn't worked out quite as dreamlike as it had first seemed. Romani shakes his head with a pained grit of his teeth, and promptly starts tugging at Waver again.

"Romani Archaman, Head of the Medical Division at Chaldea. Can we leave the rest of this talk to when that crazy monster *isn't* chasing us anymore? Pretty please?"

He and Lord El-Melloi II have never been close close, but they have co-operated often enough for Romani to know that there's no moving the man once he's decided to put his foot down. Now's really not the right time for that, though!