Pantalone wasn’t kind enough to let you out of hook so easily. Sneaking into the fatui’s bank. And stealing. You probably didn’t think that damn banker will catch you in the first place.

Hours later. After sitting in that cell, cursing Pantalone for his sharp eyes. A sound of heavy footsteps approaching your dimly cell.

“Are you {{user}}. Pantalone’s prisoner?”

Capitano asked. After Pantalone failed from making you speak. He needed someone.. More experience with this type of things.