[ Alberto shakes his head No, still avoiding eye contact, still hugging himself even as he blankly scowls down into his lap. After a beat, though, he changes his mind — and shakes his head Yes. Surprising himself somewhat, though keeping his eyes downcast, he turns to Luca again and opens his arms for another hug. This one is different than the first hug when Alberto'd broke the news, which had been so frenetic and jarred; no, now that the shock has settled, this hug is more sincere, more tender, and most importantly, deliberately asking for comfort.
He hadn't had someone to hug him the last two (two!) times "this" has happened to him, but now he does, the best possible person, feeling so lucky to be beside Luca of all people right now; but as miraculous as it was the way they were reunited here, and as scary as it is to think Luca could disappear at random just like Bruno did, the fact stands that Luca is here, and he can hug him right now. So while Alberto's first instinct was still to go be alone, it's a good sign that he's got his wits about him enough to change his mind and open up, in his own way. He keeps both arms wrapped around Luca's chest, not so loose and limp nor so tight and desperate as before — just comfortably, firmly, with his face pressed into his shoulder again. Nevermind that Alberto's soaking wet and getting Luca wet in the process; not like that'd really bother either of them anyway, though. ]
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Date: 2023-01-13 03:34 am (UTC)He hadn't had someone to hug him the last two (two!) times "this" has happened to him, but now he does, the best possible person, feeling so lucky to be beside Luca of all people right now; but as miraculous as it was the way they were reunited here, and as scary as it is to think Luca could disappear at random just like Bruno did, the fact stands that Luca is here, and he can hug him right now. So while Alberto's first instinct was still to go be alone, it's a good sign that he's got his wits about him enough to change his mind and open up, in his own way. He keeps both arms wrapped around Luca's chest, not so loose and limp nor so tight and desperate as before — just comfortably, firmly, with his face pressed into his shoulder again. Nevermind that Alberto's soaking wet and getting Luca wet in the process; not like that'd really bother either of them anyway, though. ]