The albino Trovato sniffed the air casually at her first question, what had brought him there in the first place. A long story and so hard to explain. He hummed. It's a long and complicated story. A lot of drama, really. He admitted, shrugging and exhaling through his nose.
Well how about you show me around and tell me the basics? My court and I have been settling in these past few days and it hasn't given us much time to learn more about the Tribe, y'know? It's a bit of a mystery to me, still. He smiled and flicked his head to the side, a very flamboyant little quirk he had. I don't suppose you'd mind giving me a tour, would you, signorina Ayasha?
Those his English was perfected now, the boy still had a noticable Italian accent. It laced each of his words with a certain foreign whisper, only adding to his strangeness. So out of place in AniWaya, but so desperate to fit in. Such a crazy life the boy had.
