[In the wake of those words, Giovanni just shrugs, the movement of his shoulders easy and loose and entirely dismissive.]

Oh, there's no need for concern on that account. I'm not about to go around attacking my own teammates, and I'm already under strict instructions not to maul our former jailers.

[he flashes a crookedpin smile, showing off the razorblade points of his teeth-- not the most reassuring expression perhaps, yet despite the sardonic drawl, his words seem honest enough.]

They keep me on a short leash. Hahah.