[ This draws a short silence from Alberto, who swishes the tip of his tail over the side of the tub, fidgeting as he's reconsidering his preconception about human school a bit. If it's not all the kids, all at once, all the time — maybe that's not so bad. His idea of human school seemed maybe more overwhelming than it actually is, from the sounds of it — not that that's necessarily any more convincing that he should attend... At least at this juncture. He dumps another bowl of water over himself. ]

...So everyone's the same age— learning the same stuff, at the same time— and everyone's human... yeah? By the time real school starts, you'll be all caught up with the rest of the humans, then, huh. ...Nice.

[ He's glad for Luca, he is; but still, there's the faintest hint of something not quite dejected in his tone, but a certain familiar resistance — jealousy? — apprehension. Some mix. Nothing at all surprising, nor new, even in this world. But just in engaging as much as he is: it's progress? ]