[ A place near and dear to her heart. A city. Not an empire anymore. The mere mention of Rome leaving his lips gets her to perk up, a tint of nostalgia in her eyes. It disappoints her a bit, to hear that Rome isn't quite what it was in its heyday, but she understands that all things rise and fall, and really, still remaining on the Earth as a city is hardly the worst fate to befall it. ]

Yes, exactly! When great martial or sporting competitions are held, the cheer of the crowds, calling your name, and the excitement in the air know no equal.

[ It sounds like it might be the same for him, to indulge in competition, proving one's skills so, in friendly bouts. She'd like nothing more than to wax poetic of the beauty of Rome sometime, but that might out her, so she somehow manages to keep it on the down low. Kind of. Somehow. ]

Have you ever been? To Rome, or any sort of colosseum?