[ Alberto's smile shifts back into his comfortable resting smirk, lids lowered, self-satisfied as he extends his hand for a handshake. ]
Alberto Scorfano.
[ And if Izuku takes his hand back, he'll find himself tugged into the weirdest handshake ever, where Alberto twists their hands, then yanks Izuku's arm back and forth like the slide of a trombone. And says... something, that even the linguistic magic of Avalon does not translate fully. ]
Piacere! Girolamo Trombetta~
[ "It's a pleasure," understandable, but the rest, uh— is that a... n-name? But not Alberto's?! The hell was that?! ]
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Alberto Scorfano.
[ And if Izuku takes his hand back, he'll find himself tugged into the weirdest handshake ever, where Alberto twists their hands, then yanks Izuku's arm back and forth like the slide of a trombone. And says... something, that even the linguistic magic of Avalon does not translate fully. ]
Piacere! Girolamo Trombetta~
[ "It's a pleasure," understandable, but the rest, uh— is that a... n-name? But not Alberto's?! The hell was that?! ]