[ Alberto goes silent a long moment, tightening his hug around his legs. He doesn't want Bruno to worry about him no matter what. If he's worried about him, it means Alberto's messing up, as far as Alberto's concerned. He worried Massimo because Massimo saw him messing up from the very moment they met, and it only got worse as time went on. His dad worried about him blowing their cover if he were to take Alberto to the human town, or worried about Alberto hurting himself doing something reckless while he was away — just generally often worried about all the things Alberto might "ruin." Between that mentality ingrained in his mind still somewhere deep down, setting Massimo's boat on fire his last night at home, and how badly he screwed up this thing with Katsuki... accepting that Bruno might want to worry about him is a distant and foreign concept. Alberto isn't entirely in tune with this parental dynamic developing between them, not sure quite what his friendship with the older man counts as, but he knows that he doesn't want things to change, and that he wants to make Bruno proud by being a good kid — that he wants to do it right for once. And grownups aren't supposed to worry about good kids, because, you know — they're good. Alberto still has a long way to come in his perception about these things — and a long way to come in how to express them, too. Even to Luca. When he speaks up, his tone sounds more dejected, and he dodges the matter entirely. ]
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...What about you? Who would you tell?