"Ego te absolvo, filia mea." Two fingers up, the others sloppily a-wriggle, he raises his right in benediction, hinting at the sign of the cross. "Let him cast the first stone who is without sin... No faux pas at all, signorina. I laid down the cardinalate when I was 23", he laughs warmly, basking in her attention.
Then he sobers a little. "I miss my home, madonnina, that much is true. Perhaps the most diplomatic answer would be that I find this age... interesting. Are you from... well, the here and now, Donna Victoria?"
His Excellency is also currently thwacking the scribe around, who can't calculate for shit. La puta.