[But it's Giovanni's turn to look uncomfortable then, awkward almost, and his voice turns quiet as briefly he looks away. Eyes lowered to the ground.]

We've been known to.

[As he had done, during the riots, something snapping inside his head and leaving him beyond control until the moment Kanda had shot him on just shy of lethal settings, point blank. There's a short stretch of tense silence before he adds--]

I'm aware that you like to think of me as something almost similar to yourself, Mr Kendry. But the fact remains that I'm a weapon, not a man. One that sometimes goes off unpredictably if you drop it, so to speak. Hahah.

[One have to buy Giovanni himself before they'd be able to give him land or any kind of freedom-- an inadvisable risk, and an expensive one at that.]