"I do not conceal my aura. Let them come - I never hide from a challenge!"
"As for talking with the Captain Yoh... I wouldn't even try. He's made up his mind about this and persuading him otherwise is a waste if time. I'm sure the Doctor is the same."
"No, not yet. Please, sit and order something! My treat." Paul is all smiles and teeth as he gestures to a chair opposite him.
"You're right, of course, but then again I honestly gave up trying to get that man to follow the sane, sensible course of action years ago."
Charlemagne smiles. "You would not stand under fire, bullets flying into you, would you? You are but a human - any one of these can kill you. That is sensible for you. But I can - I do not care for most of the mortals' weapons. They are the same. They wield great powers. Their definition of sane and sensible differs from yours or mine."
Falla chuckles and says "You may have a point, but as my King's security, a lot of his survivability has come from a lot of my sleepless nights."
July 10th, 2024 - Solovetsky Islands, Russia
Solomon shouts an order across the order and then flashes you an excited smile before taking a seat.
"So Paul, what brings you to Solovetsky? Looking maybe to get married at the monastery? Eh?" he asks with a wink.
"Oh," Paul blushes, hopefully convincingly, "No, no! Nothing like that. One of my ancestors died here, is all, and I was hoping to pay my respects. I heard you could take us on a tour of the catacombs." He pauses, dropping his voice to a whisper. "If I can, I'd like to take his bones with me... re-bury them in the family plot. We're a very religious family."
July 10th, 2024 - Solovetsky Islands, Russia
Solomon nods along vigorously with what you are saying, though there's no way for you to tell if he's actually taking anything in.
"But, y'know, the monks...they are very particular about this sort of thing. They won't just let you do that." he says, rubbing his chin.
"Maybe. I'm prepared to make a generous donation." Translation: There's lots of money in this for you.