Cryos's gaze went through the text again. No, the Emperor Nero certainly did not play a fiddle while the SPQR burned. That made zero sense to him. Nobles were meant to rule properly, and within his life, he saw that all of them did.<br/><br/>"Bloody hell..." he mumbled, slamming the book together with both hands. "Wait..." He paused, in stunned silence to himself. When did he start swearing? And did golems go to hell or heaven? That was a question he often posed to companions he had over the course of his travels. None of them provided an answer good enough for his mind.<br/><br/>He shook his head to himself, mentally cursing at such contemplative thoughts.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Wait...</span><br/><br/>He caught sight of another girl seated to his right as he turned his head towards her. She had a cup of tea in front of her, its steam wafting off it slowly. Her long brown hair, shining in the sunlight from the windows of the tavern, was beautiful. He recalled how his master, no, his friend, would often complain about how much care it would take to maintain such a good-looking condition.<br/><br/>Her dress must have been made of silk, he guessed. Cryos wanted a silk jacket and pants himself. A companion of his once noted that silk felt nice and smooth to the touch, but Cryos just liked how it looked.<br/><br/>Then it dawned upon him.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">How did I not notice her sitting right next to me?</span><br/><br/>"Uhh... hi," said Cryos. "Yeah, I'm a foreigner..."<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">I don't think that explains everything, though.</span><br/><br/>Maybe she was a local.<br/><br/>"Could you... introduce me to around here?" said Cryos. He still wasn't sure how to show a smile to other people. He raised his fingers up to his face, tracing a smile over where a mouth would have been.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">No. That's awkward.</span><br/><br/>Cryos lowered his fingers down and turned his face (and diamond eyes) to the side. He still saw Myira perfectly but felt too much embarrassment to maintain eye contact.