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[primo_giotto]

[Giotto was currently sitting outside the bookstore at a little table he'd placed there, gazing down at a book. One hand was stirring a cup of tea absentmindedly while his cheek was rested on the other. He may or may not have been actually reading the book he was gazing down at - if he was reading it, he'd most certainly been on one page for quite

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[sky_given]

[Someone else passing by looks about as distracted as you must feel.]

[primo_giotto]

[Somehow despite his own distraction, he did notice you there.]

...Good evening.

[He'll be offering you a slight smile as well. Being polite is important, even if there are things on his mind, after all.]

[sky_given]

[He blinks, returning that smile once you've gotten his attention.]

Good evening to you too, Giotto-san.

[primo_giotto]

How are you doing?

[...Hey. Polite generic conversation. It's like a distraction from his distraction.]

[sky_given]

[...Not entirely sure how to answer this question, though. Let's go with something neutral.]

Can't complain, really. Things have been quiet.

[Or so it seems they have, at least. Who really knows anymore.]

How about you?

[primo_giotto]

[...Okay. Yeah. He doesn't know how to answer this one either so...]

...Mmm. I suppose it's close to the same for me, really.

[...Okay, well. He could complain. He's just not going to.]

...Ahh... Well, quiet except for the strange creature lurking in my room. I've been meaning to ask Valente where it came from because it's been tearing things up...

[He laughed a little with this.]

[sky_given]

[Ugh, what has this place done to us.]

Strange creature? Maybe the island's responsible...

[primo_giotto]

...It's possible but somehow I don't feel like that's the case here.

[There's a pause while he thinks a moment.]

...I half-wonder if it's something my youngerself brought home as I didn't notice it until after I ate some chocolate...

[...He still eats chocolate even though he knows what it does. This makes sense, okay.]

[sky_given]

[...even if chocolate thing doesn't make sense, who's really going to argue with the Primo? Nnnot this guy.]

Sounds likely enough.

[primo_giotto]

...I'll probably just ask Valente. He's sure to know something about it if that is the case.

[He yawned, shutting the book in front of him.]

[sky_given]

Mm, I hope you can get rid of it soon...

[primo_giotto]

[He chuckled a little seemingly amused.]

Let's hope so or I won't have a room to come back to.

[He didn't seem to worried about that in particular, really. The fluffy creature was a bit of a hassle but ultimately the very least of his worries. It amused him more than anything.]