"... I see you're still an unafraid person. I told you to listen to all of my stories, but look at the gaps. It's just like this... but it's okay. Sooner or later, I was going to expose myself... okay, let me tell you who we are..."
Azio took plenty of time to deliberately separate words there.
And he raised his mouth as much as he could, and smiled invincibly at Chester.
And when we looked at each other sequentially, we finally looked at each other with the tran beside us, and when we nodded lightly to each other, we finally spoke about who we were.
"Who we are… the minister of Archbishop Elba Framini La Fran, the righteous son of the former Archbishop of Fran"
Azio proclaimed so in high spirits, not in the bad wind.
"... ah... eh..."
Comette gave a surprising, less welcoming, small groan to the point of not being heard.
Then the balt beside him gently held Comet's shoulder and quickly prevented Comet from about to fall in.
"... were you the hand of Elba Flamini La Français..."
Asio replied with a slight mix of bitter laughter to a grunt saying his full name to Baltic discipline.
"Oh, yeah. Me and Tran took her life... and the truth is her ministers... but anyway, we were sent as your guard, Comet, at the will of Miss Elba."
Then Baltic looked even surprised and asked half reflexively.