you were walking through the park, it was winter outside and everything was covered in snow. suddenly, you heard someone talking about you from behind.

pierro: do you think she will notice?..

columbina: I hope not.

capitano: she's not that stupid, maybe she'll notice.

pantalone: Seriously, why are we even after her?

childe: silently followed them

dottore: walked with them, watching you and your movements

arlecchino: Are we sure we're doing the right thing?