[ Alberto can appreciate high-energy kids, even can enjoy yelling kids — after all, like likes like.
But not like that.
Not when they pop out of a frickin' tree, right in his face. How could she even tell he's new, anyway? Surely not the way he's walking around with his mouth agape and his eyes as wide as can be, walking barefoot in stunned little circles as he gawks at everything in town... He was content to just take it all in on his own and figure it out as he went along — because it's not like that plan has ever gone wrong before — but he figured eventually he'd ask someone, y'know, some questions... when he thought of some... But when Webby shouts at him, the only question he can manage is a frightened scream back, reeling away clumsily. ]
A-Aaaah! Mah, che fai!?
[ He clutches his hand to his chest melodramatically, over-animated in his movements and expression, staring at her incredulously; but after the shock settles slightly, he's not quite as buttered up as she'd probably hoped, and just starts waving his hands emphatically at her as he talks, his voice loud and exasperated. ]
What the shell, you nearly scared the scales off me! Dai, popping out of trees like that, Girl...—! Bird—? Girl-Bird!
[ Hey. How should he know what to call her? Girl-Bird seems as good a guess as any, from where he's standing. ]
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But not like that.
Not when they pop out of a frickin' tree, right in his face. How could she even tell he's new, anyway? Surely not the way he's walking around with his mouth agape and his eyes as wide as can be, walking barefoot in stunned little circles as he gawks at everything in town... He was content to just take it all in on his own and figure it out as he went along — because it's not like that plan has ever gone wrong before — but he figured eventually he'd ask someone, y'know, some questions... when he thought of some... But when Webby shouts at him, the only question he can manage is a frightened scream back, reeling away clumsily. ]
A-Aaaah! Mah, che fai!?
[ He clutches his hand to his chest melodramatically, over-animated in his movements and expression, staring at her incredulously; but after the shock settles slightly, he's not quite as buttered up as she'd probably hoped, and just starts waving his hands emphatically at her as he talks, his voice loud and exasperated. ]
What the shell, you nearly scared the scales off me! Dai, popping out of trees like that, Girl...—! Bird—? Girl-Bird!
[ Hey. How should he know what to call her? Girl-Bird seems as good a guess as any, from where he's standing. ]