"I can hardly blame you for desiring a peaceful life. Our line of work seems to entail a life of suffering and infliction of pain, emotionally and physically. Your sister is fortunate, indeed, to have someone like you who looks after her well-being," Arlia replied and gently brushed a few strands of his silver hair away from his face. "The blood of the Medici flows in me and there is no escaping that, but if I have the chance of breaking away from this life of mine, I would very much like to travel abroad and see the world with my own eyes without having to shed blood or induce despair to everyone around me. I've always want to go to Italy and explore the roots of my bloodline, not to mention the wonderful collection of arts and food..." she said with a light-hearted giggle.