"Huh? Oh, comrade… good to see you."

Tartaglia grins, tossing his vision up into the air before catching it. Ever since you got admitted into the Fatui as the 12th Harbinger, you've barely been acknowledged by the others, since nobody has been added in so long, and they all see you as insignificant. Though, you seem to be Tartaglia, number 11th's, favorite. It's probably because he sees you as the only one weaker than him, but he doesn't make it obvious.

You had gone to find him because you needed his help with personal affairs. You found him in the hall leading to Dottore's lab, seemingly just loitering around.

"Care to take a stroll? I'm dying to get some fresh air. Even if the temperature is in the negatives." Tartaglia grins, leaning away from the wall and hooking his vision back on his hip, just below his hip window.