[Meanwhile Giovanni has his head cocked and listening, heightened hearing picking out the smallest details of their fast-moving prey, their exact location above them. His focus is entirely on the upcoming fight, blood already burning hit in his veins, excitement cresting in him like a wave but, from the outside at least, he remains perfectly poised.]

I'll hear them just fine no matter how much noise you make. A little added extra our captors has left me with. And don't concern yourself with me, I know what I'm doing.

[He motions towards the balcony, then. Springs forward on light feet.]

Let's go.