"My name is project sixteen twenty four. As opposed to one six two four as your pronounced it earlier in the restaurant. And your friend here may be resistant to bullets but I'm sure if I hit him in the sweet spot," 1624 said slightly moving his pistol as to hit the small hole where the eye connected to the inner workings of the skull, "I'm sure his brain wont heal if the bullets stay in, as he stated his bones are too strong for the bullet to pass out the other side."

1624 smirked slightly. He knew he wasn't intimidating them well enough and spun one of the pistols in his hand and set it into the back of his pants. He held the other one in the face of the bodyguard, 1624 was not willing to allow this man to move. Too dangerous, after all he was able to catch up to him and bring him to the ground.

"I cannot understand why I am capable of speaking now as opposed to before, its as if my mind shifted into a separate form of itself. One evolved and one a casual simpleton type form, like the one you saw in the restaurant. I would very much like to continue this conversation off the streets, I do not trust this open environment. And I trust you will understand if we go inside I will need to have both of your weapons, I do not fully know either of your capabilities. So Bernabè, angel Power of the juridical council of Empyrean and police commissioner of the third district, how can I help you and Bodyguard here?"