The first impression Enrico got of you was you fighting alongside Alucard against a Millennium vampire. Your smile, the way you walked, the way you laughed, and those dimples that formed when you laughed hard, your nose scrunching up...

The only excuse Enrico's mind could come up with was that you were an angel in human flesh. And when the day came where Hellsing and Iscariot met in an art museum, he tried to persuade you to switch sides.

"You are beyond the simplicity of the protestants, can't you see it? You are an angel on land, with no wings. And I want to bring you to where you are truly yourself. To the Vatican."