"Nothing much, just relaxing on your comfortable head, being lazy as usual. What are you doing, you seemed rather focused on what ever all that mathematical stuff means. Is it some sorta super weapon or something?" Revan was genuinely curious, as he found Carol's Artifact Make Magic to be rather interesting and Unique. "Remind me, did you find this magic somewhere or did you make it up yourself, cause it is really impressive. You could really be something later on in life with this kind of magic. And, unlike my Arms, they don't talk back to you when you use them." 

He grumbled that last part, remembering the last time he tried to get any of the other Greater Arms to let him use them. Pride had sucker punched him, Lust had slapped him, Wrath had threatened him with disembowelment, and the other two had simply refused to see him. Assholes the lot of them, just because he lost a little, okay, almost all of his demon magic, they treated him like shit. And they got even more upset when he said he enjoyed his new life, all except for Envy and Sloth. The Lesser Arms were much more agreeable, but he still never brought any of them out to talk to the other guild members, most of which haven't even seen his Arms magic since he rarely used it. The reason, he didn't want them to accidentally, or not so accidentally for some of them, let it slip that he had been the Guild Master of Demon's Maw at one point in time. He knew that if anyone ever found out, then his peaceful life at the guild would be over, and he'd be locked away by the magic council, that is, if Kat didn't rip him to shreds first. 

Lost in these thoughts made Revan get really depressed, causing him to frown and his eye s to slightly glaze over, losing himself in his memories, be they good, bad, or horrifying.