Alessandro smiled to match Bianchi's glance, but it seemed slightly pained even so. "I am...constrained somewhat by other obligations, much as I hate to disappoint a lady," he replied, his voice lilting and musical, with some kind of unfamiliar accent.

Reborn frowns briefly and then his smile turns sardonic. "Oh, so I'm supposed to use the precious little information you've managed to smuggle to us to complete our already compromised job without incident, extricate my employer from a territorial war he has absolutely no interest or stake in, and still manage tread carefully among the little factions building up here?"

He tilted his hat down slightly, hiding a brief smirk. "Well, so long as you're asking for the impossible."