Meanwhile, in the ruined castle near the Sapphire Palace where Roman was hiding. Conan was pacing back and forth restlessly. Roman was still sound asleep, but his complexion grew better than last night. Dexter, on the other hand, was sitting on the armchair beside the bed, eyes on the person on the bed, but his mind was drifting somewhere else.
"A little help here?" Conan exclaimed when he couldn't take it anymore. "I came here, so you can help me figure out how to persuade Lady Aries!"
Dexter blinked ever so slowly, shifting his eyes to the person standing several feet from the bed. "I already told you. I can't help."
"Ugh…! I thought you were thinking about it!" Conan clasped his hair in distress. "Why am I here then?"
"I don't know."
"I'm here, suffering every second with your presence because you told me you'll help me!"
