There was more confused blinks aimed at the sinner. Vox? Sounded like someone important but sadly the name did not ring any bells. It wasn't apart of his princely duties to keep tabs on sinners.

There was another little nod of gratitude as he lit his cigarette.

"Valentino?" He repeats thoughtfully, before his head tilts at him. "Films? You're a film maker? Oh! What types of films do you produce? I personally love romantic comedies."