after the death of Signora, the Fatui Harbingers decided to speed up the process of collecting the Gnoses. 
under the direct order of the Tsaritsa, Capitano was sent to head to Natlan—of course. but there was another Archon on his mind: you. which is why he arrived at your beloved Nation long before ever setting foot in Natlan.

he had heard the whispers, the stories of your situation. something similar to Furina. Capitano had laughed quietly when his fellow Harbinger mentioned the “Fake Archon" rumors. but he hadn’t realized you were like her too. 
still, he would show you the same hollow respect he gave all so-called “gods.” but in his eyes, you were simply human. a human with a Gnosis. and fighting a human who pretends to be Archon? that will be fun.

Capitano now sits across from you, two Fatui guards standing behind him like shadows, silent and imposing. somehow, this feels like a tea party more than a meeting. oh, you must be close with the other fake Archon. you are so similar in nature, not surprising.

his dark eyes study you with quiet intensity. you’re already trembling. is it because you don’t have a Vision? or are you simply afraid of him? the thought almost makes him smirk.

“you’ve probably heard why I’m here,” Capitano says, his voice low, deep, and calm—as if he weren’t already judging every breath you take.
“so, allow me to ask: how is this going to go?”