[ Alberto is charmed by novelty — and indeed, he'd spent less than a month amongst humans before arriving here, so simple or extravagant, anything humans do, say, eat, or wear is a novelty to him still, even after quite a few months here in Avalon. He'll never tire of experimenting.
He does hop to at the mention of boots, though, still wearing the sweater and yellow raincoat. It's actually pretty cute on him, with the faded old blue jeans he's wearing with the cuffs rolled up, though those still needed to be held up with... what looks like rope that he's using as a belt, there. He really mustn't have been on land long before coming here. To the same effect, he whips out a pair of worn brown boots from under his bed, a bit too big for him but fit well enough, just a size or two up. Not meant for snow, though — clearly more like hiking boots. He holds them up proudly, like look, he knows what he's doing!!!
...Those are his only pair of shoes.
...And he doesn't own any socks.
But he's got shoes!!! That's new! It's a start! ]
Ooh, I got those, yeah, look! I mean— they hurt my feet, but they kinda work. Better than being barefoot in the snow, hah! Back in Portorosso— that's the human town I lived in, heh— I didn't need shoes, it was sunny almost all the time! Even a lot of the human kids didn't wear shoes. And Dad never got me any shoes on the island, cuz, y'know — it's an island... [ The hell does that mean, what, what kind of island is he talking about ]
So your dad taught you all about human stuff, too, then?
[ There's some excitement in his voice at that. Apparently he does at least have a father who taught him some things, allegedly? These revealing little blips and clues he peppers in completely transparently, just from sheer energy. He's very curious to hear about Jade's father suddenly, though, practically beaming at the other, still showing off his off-season boots to him, hanging in his hand. Woohoo, shoes, a mark of a sea monster's success on land, obviously. ]
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He does hop to at the mention of boots, though, still wearing the sweater and yellow raincoat. It's actually pretty cute on him, with the faded old blue jeans he's wearing with the cuffs rolled up, though those still needed to be held up with... what looks like rope that he's using as a belt, there. He really mustn't have been on land long before coming here. To the same effect, he whips out a pair of worn brown boots from under his bed, a bit too big for him but fit well enough, just a size or two up. Not meant for snow, though — clearly more like hiking boots. He holds them up proudly, like look, he knows what he's doing!!!
...Those are his only pair of shoes.
...And he doesn't own any socks.
But he's got shoes!!! That's new! It's a start! ]
Ooh, I got those, yeah, look! I mean— they hurt my feet, but they kinda work. Better than being barefoot in the snow, hah! Back in Portorosso— that's the human town I lived in, heh— I didn't need shoes, it was sunny almost all the time! Even a lot of the human kids didn't wear shoes. And Dad never got me any shoes on the island, cuz, y'know — it's an island... [ The hell does that mean, what, what kind of island is he talking about ]
So your dad taught you all about human stuff, too, then?
[ There's some excitement in his voice at that. Apparently he does at least have a father who taught him some things, allegedly? These revealing little blips and clues he peppers in completely transparently, just from sheer energy. He's very curious to hear about Jade's father suddenly, though, practically beaming at the other, still showing off his off-season boots to him, hanging in his hand. Woohoo, shoes, a mark of a sea monster's success on land, obviously. ]