Tulio Adios, muchacho! [holds a flower to Chel, then the birds fly away]
[the man chops a hoof on Altivo, putting flowers on Altivo] Tulio If I believed in fate, I wouldn't be playing with loaded dice. Tulio I will give you the honor of a quick and painless death. [Grabs a tiny dagger, pauses.] But not with that.