[ Roman desperately wants to pick at it. Eiffel doesn't answer, and even if he wasn't trained to be a shark in the water he probably could have sensed it: weakness. The potential for anything from blackmail to leverage to just plain ridicule, the urge to verbally bite at the other almost immediately is hot on the forefront of Roman's mind.

It takes a lot of mental power to shove the initial, knee-jerk reaction aside. He has to cover his mouth with his hand to do it, to hide the triumphant smile that ticked up immediately. Once his face settles he follows the other. ]

Thinking in general isn't exactly something I do. [ It's an assurance at his own expense, doing his best to follow Eiffel. His movement is a lot less smooth and practiced, but he's a semi-quick learner. ]

I'm a gut-reaction guy. You know? Something needs to get done, you gotta attack it head on. Now lets go invade your privacy like it's watergate.