"Lucky my uncle isn't here, too." Dojima had barely agreed to let him go out of the house after dark at home. Souji can't imagine what his uncle would think of the stuff he gets up to in Wonderland.

Souji's settling down to sit on the roof proper as Carlos says that last bit, and he peers over at him. He's silent for a few seconds, reflecting, trying to pick what to say from among several options that come to mind.

"It is nice." He looks at the stars, too. "There are other good things, sometimes."