Wistfully, Romulus observed their carefree attitude. He wished he could have something similar, an assurance that he and Remus could leave whenever they wanted and have no regrets or shadows in their past. An idea had been forming in his mind for quite a while and he and his brother were attempting to prepare for it, but sometimes it seemed just somewhat out of reach. No matter what, Romulus was determined to make it happen and escape their life.

"Tokyo?" he murmured to himself. Tucking the name away under the idea of it being a place, rather than a person or a thing, Romulus shifted and considered the question. No one had really bothered to ask it before. "It was... somewhere east, I think," he said after a moment. He was unsure of the specifics anymore, but he knew they were much further west than they had been.