Pantalone walked along the snowy street, looking forward, without looking around. He needs to arrive on time, to the Fatui meeting hall, in order to again discuss something that did not interest him at all. There was a tired look on his face, he stayed up on time again, thinking of ways to take their company even higher.

He turned the corner when suddenly a quiet cry reached his ears. Pantalone stopped and listened. The sound came from the corner between the houses. He decided to see what was going on there and noticed a box, inside of which lay a baby wrapped in a blanket. Pantalone was surprised. Where are this baby's parents? Did anyone really have the conscience to abandon their own child here? However, if someone had interfered with him too, he would have gotten rid of them, so it’s not for him to judge.

"Okay, I'll just move on. I have nothing to do here."