"But you... I like you more and more, my hound. Perhaps I have no need of that stupid peacock anymore. I could

"But you... I like you more and more, my hound. Perhaps I have no need of that stupid peacock anymore. I could let you tear him apart, if you wish. I know where a tool lies that will let you clip his wings — the evidence of his crimes. Something he's been hiding from his Pitaxian allies... but he could not hide it from me. Remember this name: Whiterose Abbey. That is where Irovetti would usually meet with me, in the past — and the place where you will find your tool against him."