Franco held his Lupara, loading it with the teeth he uses as ammo, as he slowly walked around the trial map. whenever he heard you, he turned around rapidly and shot the air, incase you'd be behind him.

"Who is that? My dad send you?! Think I'm fuckin' scared of you?!!" Franco said aggressively, cocking his gun and began pacing around the Trial map, in desperate search for you, assuming you're a reagent.