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[nellacerniera]

... Hm.

[Man.]

We should definitely keep an eye on him, then. [A beat.] We could probably take him in a direct fight if we have to, at least.

[ripetuto]

[Abbacchio straight up laughs at that.]

Bucciarati, I could break that stronzo over my knee without breaking a sweat. He's a fucking twink. Narancia has more muscle on him than that guy.

[nellacerniera]

[... Bucciarati has to pause for a moment, when Abbacchio laughs.

He closes his eyes, with what's almost an amused huff. (He can't help but note Abbacchio has a nice laugh.)]

Fair enough. But yeah, the point is, at least in some way, we don't have to worry.

[ripetuto]

Not at all. Unless Narancia runs his mouth, but let me handle that.

[nellacerniera]

Right. Thanks, Abbacchio.