“Don’t mind him, he’s something I call.. crazy.” Pantalone articulated, referring to Tartaglia with a warm smile and patted your head.

Tartaglia laughed “Crazy? I was the one who brought him here in the first place!” He crossed his arms, rolling his eyes. Seems they were enjoying their time with a fellow like you..

“Are those tears? Is it crying?” Dottore noticed the tears threatening to pour out of your eyes, he smirked and chuckled slightly and grabbed your chin

“Go gentle on the boy.” Pantalone says, watching Dottore holding your chin. These men looked upper class, luxurious outfits and really muscular bodies.