[ Alberto gives a lopsided, half-lidded smile, seeing Luca perk up now, too. Alberto's still inwardly pretty bothered and conflicted about what all just happened with Katsuki, but it's nice being with Luca again and seeking solutions this time. He's determined to handle this better than when things went awry in Portorosso. Worst day of his life, hands down, even more than the day his father left or the day he arrived here, and that painful guilt, too, isn't fully healed yet, either — and tonight, just got inflamed by pulling more stupid shit again, like he did before... He doesn't want his temper to win this time, especially when Luca's taking this so much in stride and they're both even smiling now. Alberto's basically obligated to match him.
So, at long last, after a deep sigh, he spreads out again and stands up, pushing his hands decisively off his knees as he does. Done moping; they're seeking solutions now, so it's time to get back to cleaning up what remains of the broken glass — some physical activity to channel everything this conversation's left him to chew on, a means to fidget and process. He stands still for a moment, though, with his typical contrapposto pose, one hand on his hip, the other gesturing limply along as he talks, his usual good humor coming back into his voice again as some nerves calm. ]
All right. Then that's that. We'll have her over for dinner or something soon, yeah? Put her to the test, heh.
[ He crinkles his nose and eyes teasingly at Luca, smiling a little wider now; he's just joking, but, essentially, that is kind of the premise this date will be under. Alberto had a good first impression of Luz, but now he figures it's best to maybe even be extra friendly next time they talk, to help open this door. Even if she's not the one, for some reason it's decided that they feel they can't tell her? Awkward as that'd be, at least he'd still have a new friend anyway. But he's got a feeling Luca's probably on the mark with this one — if only because he knows he's gotta trust Luca's sense more this time around. Portorosso wasn't making him crazy, he was right about everything in the end, after all; why should Kaisou be any different? ]
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wanna wrap this one up?
Date: 2022-08-22 06:14 pm (UTC)So, at long last, after a deep sigh, he spreads out again and stands up, pushing his hands decisively off his knees as he does. Done moping; they're seeking solutions now, so it's time to get back to cleaning up what remains of the broken glass — some physical activity to channel everything this conversation's left him to chew on, a means to fidget and process. He stands still for a moment, though, with his typical contrapposto pose, one hand on his hip, the other gesturing limply along as he talks, his usual good humor coming back into his voice again as some nerves calm. ]
All right. Then that's that. We'll have her over for dinner or something soon, yeah? Put her to the test, heh.
[ He crinkles his nose and eyes teasingly at Luca, smiling a little wider now; he's just joking, but, essentially, that is kind of the premise this date will be under. Alberto had a good first impression of Luz, but now he figures it's best to maybe even be extra friendly next time they talk, to help open this door. Even if she's not the one, for some reason it's decided that they feel they can't tell her? Awkward as that'd be, at least he'd still have a new friend anyway. But he's got a feeling Luca's probably on the mark with this one — if only because he knows he's gotta trust Luca's sense more this time around. Portorosso wasn't making him crazy, he was right about everything in the end, after all; why should Kaisou be any different? ]