Marco laughed back softly, "And here I thought one of those was supposed to be a lie," he joked. He grabbed a sip of his own drink and lightly rubbed a temple. There were indeed many layers of thoughts in Marco's head, though he was generally oblivious to the other's interest in them.

Instead he was almost instantly absorbed into his own game. Tatsumi having regrets would be interesting, and completely opposite of what Marco expected. Or maybe he was imposing his own ego in that. Still, not his guess. Everything she wanted? Unlikely as well and yet...

"All right, going with anything you wanted. Still doubt you had regrets about that though. So am I right?"