Silence drew out as Roman deliberated over what he should do next. It seemed like Leo was done talking and had resigned himself to just sitting there with his eyes closed. Maybe it was okay to leave now? From everything he’d just said, it didn’t sound like Leo would stop him. And certainly, Roman was not interested in acquiring the assistance of an apparently callous murderer.
But then again, Leo had been awfully forthcoming with useful information. And as a few more questions began brewing in his mind, Roman wondered what else he might be able to learn. Relevant intel could end up protecting Atreya just as effectively as any great warrior. Perhaps even more so.
He’d have to tread carefully, though. Clearly, this man was in an unpredictable state of mind, and if he came to think that Roman was trying to take advantage of him...
Well. In fairness, Roman was trying to take advantage of him.
Perhaps he would just test the waters with a bit of encouragement, first.
“...Maybe it’s not too late to patch things up with Ericoros,” Roman tried.
Leo didn’t move or respond.
“I mean, yeah, sure, we all know how stubborn reapers can be,” Roman continued. “They’re so old, they think they know better than everyone, right? It’s maddening. I get it. Believe me, I get it. But at the same time, that doesn’t mean it’s impossible to change their minds.”
“Just think about it for a second. The world is full of possibilities. So many things, just waiting to be discovered. Or rediscovered, even. And people! There are literally billions of people! And each one represents new potential. Potential for change. Both big and small. So is it so strange to think that one of those people might be able to help you change Ericoros’ mind? Maybe the key to fixing your relationship is just... out there. Somewhere. Right now. Waiting for you to come and find it.”
Leo opened his eyes. Granted, he didn’t have the most optimistic expression on his face, but it was something, at least.