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Galileo raised an eyebrow, silently sniggering to himself. He didn't say anything else to the Dahlian. He had apologised and that was all he could do. He would not waste his time trying to be accepted. He moved away from the male. He had not offered his name out of repect, he had given in politeness,though it seemed that such a common, respectful coretesy escaped some beings.
Moving after Axelle calmly, yet quickly. 'Yes, I'm Galileo'. He had just said it. Though this two toner had more manners than the gruff Dahlian maleand therefore she deserved a polite responds, even if the annswer was obvious. When she moved away, with a quick 'See you around', Galileo nodded and paced off in the direction of his own home, Cercatori d'Arte. The gentleman suddenly thought of something, 'Gemma...' he muttered. She was from Anathema too. He must remember to go visit her sometime.
Galileo undressed quickly once he was away from the borders, stuffing his clothes in his grey satchel. He shifted, keeping his dark blumine eyes focused on a nearby tree as he listened to the cracking and streching of bones and flesh. His height had lowered to his lupus height, his colours became vivider and clearer. And with that he continued his journey home.