With a slight nod, Julian de Marco accepted Damien's laser pistol, checking its safety before casually flipping it in his hand. Despite his youthful appearance, making him seem the least predatory of the De Marco clan, his effortless handling of the weapon seemed oddly disconcerting. It was as though Damien had handed him a hollow plastic toy instead of an actual, lethal armament.
"[Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on it.]"
Meanwhile, Fiorella bore a contemplative expression, seemingly harboring reservations about the entire scenario. In a manner possible for an Outcast, she could lift Damien over her shoulder and return to the Amalfi, avoiding this uncomfortable meeting.
However, despite his seemingly relaxed and slow movements, Salvatore de Marco did not afford them much time for deliberation. He approached the couple in his richly embroidered shirt, casually unbuttoned at the collar and with hands at his sides. He appeared unarmed, but that was of little consequence for an Outcast – their formidable physique made them inherently lethal without the need for advanced training.
He offered them a warm, cheerful smile and stepped forward to embrace Fiorella in a broad gesture. A sense of relief was visible on her face as the meeting did not immediately escalate into sharp exchanges or threats.
"[If it isn't my dearest daughter. Welcome home, Fia.]"
"[Father.]"
Despite the brevity of her response, it was laden with emotions. She clearly loved her father despite his apparent nature and reputation. Their familial bond was strong, probably more substantial than any oath.
"[Ciara is upstairs. Despite my efforts and your mother's, she's been restless since you left. Would you please see her? I have some matters to clarify with certain outsider.]"
Fiorella attempted to interject, yet the nature of her father's request or command - depending on one's perspective, and her traditional upbringing left little room for dissent.
"[Do not kill each other, gentlemen.]"
Her voice was full of disappointment as she directed at both of them. Those who put her into this uncomfortable situation, and she let it echo in both of their minds. Salvatore watched her until she disappeared through the main entrance.
Then, his no longer friendly and welcoming gaze turned to Damien, and he posed a simple yet gravely significant question.
