[ He doesn't let go. Instead, he's going to be the bravest jackass in the world and lean down to bite the steak from off that knife. You know, like this shit couldn't just slice him up like confetti. ]

Don't patronize me, trash. And the name of my Squad... its... [ he sees it again. That flag that's been in his memory. He feels the nostalgia when that fan he met had used the word Varia. ] the Varia, I think. But we'll be the Vongola 10th soon enough.