Bianchi was already pulling an extra vial of poison out and dumping half the contents on Barelli's jacket before she capped it again, wiped her fingerprints off with a kerchief and then curled his fingers around it. She smiled at him sweetly and she could see him realizing what was going to happen. "At least I'm not feeding it to you, yes?" And then she tucked it into his coat pocket and patted it. She leaned forward and began undoing his bindings.

"N... no." He groaned as his hand flopped to the floor.

She glanced up at Reborn as Barelli came completely free. "He's ready."