[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=cca78e]Giosue Zino[/color][/i][/b][/h1][/center][hr][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Babylon Fortress, Cairo, Egypt
[b]Skills:[/b] N/A[/center][hr]
	Gio had hoped for details and ideas he had not thought of, and Sophia delivered. When they had more time to deliberate, he made a note to mull them over with The Hat. However, there were issues that he could not help but notice. [color=cca78e]"Unfortunately Ms. Harris, I believe establishing a new loop is out of my capabilities at the moment. I'm not sure how exactly to explain this to you, but I believe you were around for the advent of computers, yes? The situation I'm in now is like when a website updates but in doing so, breaks the functionalities of many of its core features. That said, I haven't attempted again so I cannot say with absolute certainty, but I'd put my confidence in my inability to create new timeloops in the new paradigm at ninety-eight per cent. I do appreciate your perspective, however."[/color]

	It was about then that Peter and Gilbert came in, bearing robes, but no weapons. It was a boon, but a relatively minor one. With the chaos consuming the city, he doubted how much worth it carried to blend in to a degree, but every ounce of protection helped. Luckily, more than one scouting party was sent out, and Gilbert provided more promising opportunities.

	[color=cca78e]"Good work, everyone."[/color] Giosue removed his suit jacket and grabbed one of lighter robes provided by Peter and James, quickly putting it on over the rest of his clothes. At least they would keep him a bit cooler than his very pitch suit. [color=cca78e]"We should make haste. I would hate to make it into the armory and find it already ransacked in the pandemonium."[/color] Gio had already imagined several different situations in which the actual arms in the armory would be inaccessible, but divulging them would not allow them to act in a timely manner, and that just would not do.