During your exploration through Fiore’s dense marsh you can hear something like footsteps, they grow closer and you can see a figure approaching from a wall of mist obscuring the trees.

“Heh, so you’re the kid who’s challenging Tartaros? I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t charmed by your efforts.”

Silver said in a playful tone and one of his gloved hands tenderly rubbed across the nape of his neck, his eyes never leaving yours for even a minute.