[ Alberto smirks a little wider, casting his gaze aside toward Gokudera as they walk along. Carlo follows along too, floating behind them at a distance, keeping his eyes on Uri cautiously. He'll do his part but... he's a flying magic housecat. And Sofia has tried to attack him many times already in the short time she's been in his home. He's not... a fan. ]

That thing's young? He's huge! I've never seen such a huge cat, and there are cats all over Portorosso! Heh, if you knew Machiavelli — he could probably fight Uri, maybe even win, and he's the same size as Carlo! The scariest cat in the world, probably! Until you gave him a fish, then he's... well, maybe not nice, but, heh, y'know— he's fine.

[ At least Alberto is relaxing. His memories about Portorosso seems to be a good talking point for him. And even if Gokudera's not familiar with the fishing village, it's an easy go-to topic as compatriots, which he really does take some comfort in, for all his ignorance of the rest of Italy. ]