08-21-2008, 11:33 AM
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"Yes, I was thinking of a loner," Apollo told Savina, proud of himself for having drawn something that she was able to decipher. He repeated the words she told him – "Un solitario. Un solitario. Materasso. Materasso. Pesce." His favorite was the word for fish. He liked the way it rolled on his tongue, forcing him to speak with an Italian accent. This language was delicious in his mouth.
"Thanks, Savina! This was fun. We should definitely start conversations in our next lesson. I really want to get good at Italian." So I can be better then Sirius is, he thought. He smiled up at her, grateful that she had offered him some help. "I’m gonna go play now." He informed her, giving her one last toothy grin, before turning and deciding to bound off down away from the manor’s white picket fence.