[ Alberto laughs, amused above all else. He at least takes another grape for himself, just to appease Asriel, and pops it into his mouth, speaking as he chews, although Asriel is fortunately blind to this rudeness... ]
Hehe, Asrietto, I'm Italian, I know all about these berries! There are grapes all over the place where I'm from!
[ He's exaggerating... as he so often is. But who's to say? Really, who's to say? His dynamic with Asriel works so well because, well... while they teach each other things... Asriel is too young and foreign and sheltered to question Alberto's alleged "expertise" on a lot of things. Including grapes. AKA berries.
Except when Asriel totally knows Alberto is talking out his ass, which is... not so uncommon, not so difficult to recognize, and not so easy for Alberto himself to discern when he's actually being called out. Oh, well. Così è la vita. ]
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Hehe, Asrietto, I'm Italian, I know all about these berries! There are grapes all over the place where I'm from!
[ He's exaggerating... as he so often is. But who's to say? Really, who's to say? His dynamic with Asriel works so well because, well... while they teach each other things... Asriel is too young and foreign and sheltered to question Alberto's alleged "expertise" on a lot of things. Including grapes. AKA berries.
Except when Asriel totally knows Alberto is talking out his ass, which is... not so uncommon, not so difficult to recognize, and not so easy for Alberto himself to discern when he's actually being called out. Oh, well. Così è la vita. ]