[Bruno rolls his eyes a little. There's two ways that he could go about this. The first way is that he could point out the flawed logic behind that argument and he could make up anything he wanted with no way to prove it true or false. The other is that he could not bother with debating it and just go ahead and tell Polnareff something. As he weighs his options, he eventually sighs.]

Alright, alright, I'll tell you one story, but that's all you're getting. You have your choice between... [Bruno draws a slow breath, his gaze moving up as he considers.] Renato, Alessandra, or Sofia.