I told you— to the sea monster village! C'mon, avanti, let's go!
[ Alberto shoots back up toward Tsuna a bit acrobatically, with a little unnecessary twist to get himself moving upright again, but grabs Tsuna's hand this time instead of his wrist — seeming a bit more friendly and excited, rather than grabbing a random person at his disposal. He likes Tsuna. Doesn't know why. Just does. Maybe his caution and clumsiness reminds him of Luca a little. Maybe he's just eager to like anyone in this world — but even for all his time spent in isolation, Alberto's still fairly discerning in his choice of company. But somehow in this swimming lesson, Tsuna's passed the test, which even Alberto doesn't know the criteria for... But he's got his own kind of intuition, and he gets good vibes. So hand-in-hand it is now, webbed fingers and all, as he starts to drag him downward alongside himself. At least it's at a fairly comfortable pace? Not overexerting the kid's newfound skillset... ]
Can you see it? Look, down there— those are kelp farmers, I can tell!
[ And indeed, way in the distance at the bottom, there are tall but tiny forests of kelp, waving in the waves, and if one looks closely some of the long stalks are falling, only for one sort of sea person or the other to reveal themselves from behind the fallen seaweed. Alberto speaks with all the confidence that he knows what he's talking about, but somehow... just this one statement comes off as more genuinely knowing what he's talking about than anything else he's said so far! ]
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[ Alberto shoots back up toward Tsuna a bit acrobatically, with a little unnecessary twist to get himself moving upright again, but grabs Tsuna's hand this time instead of his wrist — seeming a bit more friendly and excited, rather than grabbing a random person at his disposal. He likes Tsuna. Doesn't know why. Just does. Maybe his caution and clumsiness reminds him of Luca a little. Maybe he's just eager to like anyone in this world — but even for all his time spent in isolation, Alberto's still fairly discerning in his choice of company. But somehow in this swimming lesson, Tsuna's passed the test, which even Alberto doesn't know the criteria for... But he's got his own kind of intuition, and he gets good vibes. So hand-in-hand it is now, webbed fingers and all, as he starts to drag him downward alongside himself. At least it's at a fairly comfortable pace? Not overexerting the kid's newfound skillset... ]
Can you see it? Look, down there— those are kelp farmers, I can tell!
[ And indeed, way in the distance at the bottom, there are tall but tiny forests of kelp, waving in the waves, and if one looks closely some of the long stalks are falling, only for one sort of sea person or the other to reveal themselves from behind the fallen seaweed. Alberto speaks with all the confidence that he knows what he's talking about, but somehow... just this one statement comes off as more genuinely knowing what he's talking about than anything else he's said so far! ]