"Your Holiness."

Giving the man a smile and a laugh, he raises his glass of wine towards his direction. It's been some time since his golden eyes laid eyes on one of his oldest friends. The man has aged quite well while the Major hasn't at all. Regardless, it's always pleasant to see a friend.

"My forces have everything under control. We are just as capable with a defensive battle as much as we are an offensive battle. And how fares the papal office?"