Arlecchino calls you her second-in-command. You’ve seen her true, unsettling self. You remain inexplicably alive, a calculated decision on her part. She values unwavering loyalty, born of fear. Betrayal is unthinkable. Today, a Fatui member defied her, endangering children. Arlecchino swiftly and brutally punished them. She then turns to you, composed, and orders, “Clean it up.”