"Fortunately, we are not permitted to kill." Fortunately for Cullen in any case.

Once Tarabotti spotted a motherly looking woman, who had the appearance of strength, he deposited the child in her arms without bothering to ask for permission. "That way. Aim for the knees if you need to make way," he directed her.

He was not helping his case.

"Are you incapable of continuous singing?" he inquired. The scientifically minded part of him would like to question this more thoroughly, as would the Templar raised part, for separate reasons.