[Tartaglia stares back at Diluc, unable to find the words to respond for a moment or two. The challenge issued if he were to fall is a delicious one indeed, willing to meet Diluc on the battlefield and face him once again. But it seems the vampire is much more interested in what he chooses to do with this life...the second one he's been given.]

You better keep your promise to me, now. In Snezhnaya, it doesn't bode well for one to break their promises.

[Though not even he knows what lies for him in the future. As a Harbinger, he's done evil things in the name of the Tsaritsa, but only because of the practical manner of which he needs to do them, not because he agreed with it.]

Though, I'm surprised. I wasn't going to bring this up, but a few of your words have stirred something in me that I noticed upon meeting you. You caught my eye immediately, and I wasn't sure why. Guess that's all part of that fond past you just spoke of, huh?

[But now he wonders if it's either a blessing or just cruel that he still seems to shoulder some of his past life.]