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Despite how a part of his heart would always long for adventure and to see the unknown, the rest of his heart belonged to his family. He had missed his mother and his siblings dearly while he was on the road, and he had lost nearly all of them while he was gone. He knew that they had missed him just as much, especially Savina. He didn’t want to put them through that again, and his determination to remain with the family that he had seemed to grow stronger now that his family was growing larger. For their sake, as well as his own, he would remain in Crimson Dreams as long as they were there with him.



As Savina stood up and nuzzled his leg lovingly, he couldn’t keep himself from leaning down once more and wrap his arms around her in a hug. His smile was wide, simply a small way of revealing how incredibly happy he was at that moment. He nodded at her suggestion of taking a walk, laughing a little and scratching the back of his head a little out of embarrassment from spending so much time working. He had been working rather hard that afternoon to get the room finished up and ready for use. Taking a break outside in the cool, fresh air sounded wonderful. " Una passeggiata sarebbe grande," he said with a smile. Standing, he took a moment to untie the tool belt from his waist, laying it down on the shelf he had just finished putting up. The Italian boy turned then, following his sister down the hallway and out of the mansion to enjoy the fresh air with his sibling.
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