[So his first statement was right, then, the addition of the second perhaps displaying an unnecessary level of petulance perhaps, but there it is. His feelings toward the killjoy-- unsurprisingly, they're still bitter-edged. Wary.

He watches as Kanda's hands drop away from his weapons with that deliberate slowness, sliding into his pockets and out of sight as though there's no real threat here at all, like he's talking to any old soldier or security detail without the added volatility the Cerberus Unit can dubiously claim. Like he isn't just some leashed animal, his Handler only a few corridors behind.

Giovanni goes on smiling, but there's something sly and knowing in the way he observes the man, a small signifier that he knows what he's doing (or thinks he does), treating him like he's man of similar standing rather than just a thing.

But no matter. He chooses to ignore it.]

As I said, I'm just a fail safe. This is a high profile event after all-- if something goes wrong they'll want a means of eliminating the threat swiftly and unequivocally, hence my presence. But--

[And he shrugs.]

I highly doubt I'll be needed. Besides all that, my primary Handler has been assigned here. They're keeping the leash short, at the moment. Hahah.

[Making sure he doesn't play up again :{]