-Show me your hands Cesare. Is it true what I have heard that they are stained with blood?
-Must I confess to you? -No. But we never before had secrets between us.
-Some things are better left unsaid. -So, I must divine then, the dark cloud on my brother’s soul.
-Are you a shepherd of souls now? -And I see before me a lost sheep.
-Utterly lost, my love. -Then, by hook or by crook I shall save you. You may kiss my ring!