[ Cesare moves out of the way to help avoid a collision. He sighs, slightly annoyed, opens his mouth to give a less than halfhearted apology so that he might be on his way, but the words don't leave his mouth before this man speaks. ]
Cesare Borgia. And you are...
[ He reciprocates he question more out of habit than interest. Finding a way home or at least finding answers are more of a priority for him than small talk and niceties. He deliberately leaves out his title of cardinal. It's a title he cares little for and he would drop it in a heartbeat if given the chance. ]
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Cesare Borgia. And you are...
[ He reciprocates he question more out of habit than interest. Finding a way home or at least finding answers are more of a priority for him than small talk and niceties. He deliberately leaves out his title of cardinal. It's a title he cares little for and he would drop it in a heartbeat if given the chance. ]