"Oh, an old friend tipped me off. Well, not exactly. It was an Emiya, so I did what they asked," Enya said as he climbed aboard the helicopter. It wasn't stopping, the blades were still turning - getting out of Rome had priority right now. He gave the soldiers a friendly parting wave, which he received multiple death glares from the soldiers in return. "But honestly, it would be wrong to let the army have their way. It's not like you did anything wrong after all, you just made a mess. Now, the rest of the world doesn't believe a damn word of it so we're going to keep you in custody. I'm sure we'll find a way to get you pardoned somehow, eh.. Ryuji, is it?"

With their light conversation (rather than interrogation) further pissing off the troops, the chopper lifted and immediately flew away from the Italian capital, and the smaller religious city within. They were headed back to England, but Ryuji wouldn't get to see his friends any time soon...