"Carina." Felice met the glare with blank amber, not particularly intimidated yet. If for no other reason, he knew that the guards probably wouldn't allow for any killing outside of the doctor's order. It just seemed logical to him. Still, from what he did know about this place, that order could quite possibly be given at any time should they mess up badly enough. That would probably have to be pretty badly, though; the doctor struck him as someone who liked his toys. 

"E che vuoi da me? Per [i]certo[/i] non è possibile che farò un introduzione migliore di quello." (And what exactly do you expect me to do to follow [i]that[/i] up?) The still-scowling boy muttered as he looked almost lazily toward Vlad.