[ Alberto watches on eagerly as she stands and focuses herself, leaning forward even further and biting his lip in anticipation. When the gold flashes though, he leans back, startled, agape, but reorients himself as she completes her transformation... And gasps at the sight of her. He jumps to his feet, animated, thrilled, stunned, just generally shook, really. ]

Whaaa—! Per mille sardine! You weren't lying! Haha, oh my—! What even are you?! This isn't a dog— definitely not a dog! Santa mozzarella! Hahaaa!

[ He's grasping the sides of his face, ecstatic, practically tapping his feet in delight before he starts to circle her. ]

Wow, a wolf is way bigger than the dog in Luca's photo! Haaa, che bella! Can you talk?!

[ He's way too excited about this. But granted... he'd already told her he'd never seen a wolf. And she just, y'know, stood up and turned into one, so. It's pretty exciting, even for someone less excitable than Alberto. ]