The man with the dark hair couldn't take this. He recognised that this man was obviously from his side, but he didn't have time for games.
What did some bottom-of-the-barrel scrub want?
How did he even get here?
Whose messenger was he?
"What are you doing here? How did you even know to come here in the first place?" he asked, much to everyone's curiosity as well.
Guissepo maintained his cheerful grin as he gazed at this man who was oblivious...
Who was ignorant...
Who was no longer wanted....
The cheery man opened his mouth to speak, his humble appearance gaining a sacredness about him over the glint in his eye that seemed to put everyone on edge.