[ Alberto knows what "America" is vaguely because of the films at the cinema in Portorosso, and maybe some radio broadcasts from when he was a kid, before he broke his dad's radio... But his understanding of his own world's geography is incredibly limited. He knows America is, uh-- a place. A place that's not Italy. But it's one of the very few countries he knows about... He just smooths right over "British mixed in," whatever that means -- maybe another kind of bird from a different place? He's not gonna venture any guesses, because the words "world's greatest adventurer" take precedence by far. ]
Eh? Really?
[ The marvel in his tone, the spark that comes into his eyes... Clearly she said the magic words. She's found another aspiring adventurer! He glances around them, then waves her along to follow him, continuing in the direction he'd been going in before she, uh-- found him. ]
Dai, andiamo -- tell me about the world's greatest adventurer. Aaand show me places here, I guess, too. Hah.
[ As he leads the way...? Like he knows where he's going? This kid... Unflappable. ]
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Eh? Really?
[ The marvel in his tone, the spark that comes into his eyes... Clearly she said the magic words. She's found another aspiring adventurer! He glances around them, then waves her along to follow him, continuing in the direction he'd been going in before she, uh-- found him. ]
Dai, andiamo -- tell me about the world's greatest adventurer. Aaand show me places here, I guess, too. Hah.
[ As he leads the way...? Like he knows where he's going? This kid... Unflappable. ]