[ Alberto's smile practically falls off. He looks heartbroken. It may only last a second or two, but it's such an abrupt shift and intense emotion on his face that he can't hide it, try as he may. He forces a wide, faltering grin at the sight of the sled, meeting Della's gaze, but the eyes tell all...
He ushers her in gently and closes the door behind her. You know, rather than jumping into his coat and shoes and running outside to go play!!! Which should be the appropriate reaction! And the one he wants to have, in his heart of hearts! But... he can't. So deliberate, obviously fake excitement is all she's met with as this truly wonderful surprise invitation he'd really love to jump for joy over, pretty much apparently... bombs. ]
Oooooh~...! Thank you, Signora! That sounds fun...! Let's, uh—
[ He glances around nervously, searching for a solution here to not be as rude as he really knows he's being. Which also breaks his heart, cuz Della is being so nice and totally is the cool mom-bird and he's certain he's coming off as a jerk. And, really, under the cover of darkness, maybe he can save it and take it out with his monster best friends Asriel and Chara, and they three kids can have fun with it... He doesn't want it to melt, so he's wildly searching for a way to keep it without... going outside with her himself.
His worried eyes lock on the window and he hurriedly shuffles over to it in just a couple strides, long gangly legs working in his favor for once, and as he lets the blanket fall from his shoulders, he starts frantically shoving that stolen fragile alchemy kit off the sill, piece by piece, setting it all unceremoniously on the floor below. The sudden noise rouses Carlo on the chair, who lets out a loud, grumpy, rumbling meow of disturbance. Alberto tries to talk over this with more stilted energy in his voice, pretending like this is all normal and okay and makes total sense. ]
Let's put it outside my window! So no one steals it! Heh, yeah! It'll be hidden and easy access, bam, right there, ready to go! A-And it won't melt! Y'know, I bet my best friend Asriel would love this! D'you know him, Signora?! Or Chara? They're siblings! They're my age! They're great! I wanna show 'em, wow, the, uh— what'd you call it? Sled! I bet they looove sleds! Hah!
[ If he just keeps talking as he deconstructs his little set-up, frantically trying to pull up his elaborate curtain of trinkets to open the window, struggling even to get the pane to budge, then maybe he can divert her attention and make this all... okay... But... he can't. He can't even get the curtains to stay pulled to the side, getting hit in the head with little tinkling bells stuck in the fishing net as he fumbles with both the window and his words all in a flurry of undeniably bizarre energy... Even for Alberto. ]
omg no, i just can't resist setting the scene in his bedroom ahahah no pressure to match me!!
He ushers her in gently and closes the door behind her. You know, rather than jumping into his coat and shoes and running outside to go play!!! Which should be the appropriate reaction! And the one he wants to have, in his heart of hearts! But... he can't. So deliberate, obviously fake excitement is all she's met with as this truly wonderful surprise invitation he'd really love to jump for joy over, pretty much apparently... bombs. ]
Oooooh~...! Thank you, Signora! That sounds fun...! Let's, uh—
[ He glances around nervously, searching for a solution here to not be as rude as he really knows he's being. Which also breaks his heart, cuz Della is being so nice and totally is the cool mom-bird and he's certain he's coming off as a jerk. And, really, under the cover of darkness, maybe he can save it and take it out with his monster best friends Asriel and Chara, and they three kids can have fun with it... He doesn't want it to melt, so he's wildly searching for a way to keep it without... going outside with her himself.
His worried eyes lock on the window and he hurriedly shuffles over to it in just a couple strides, long gangly legs working in his favor for once, and as he lets the blanket fall from his shoulders, he starts frantically shoving that stolen fragile alchemy kit off the sill, piece by piece, setting it all unceremoniously on the floor below. The sudden noise rouses Carlo on the chair, who lets out a loud, grumpy, rumbling meow of disturbance. Alberto tries to talk over this with more stilted energy in his voice, pretending like this is all normal and okay and makes total sense. ]
Let's put it outside my window! So no one steals it! Heh, yeah! It'll be hidden and easy access, bam, right there, ready to go! A-And it won't melt! Y'know, I bet my best friend Asriel would love this! D'you know him, Signora?! Or Chara? They're siblings! They're my age! They're great! I wanna show 'em, wow, the, uh— what'd you call it? Sled! I bet they looove sleds! Hah!
[ If he just keeps talking as he deconstructs his little set-up, frantically trying to pull up his elaborate curtain of trinkets to open the window, struggling even to get the pane to budge, then maybe he can divert her attention and make this all... okay... But... he can't. He can't even get the curtains to stay pulled to the side, getting hit in the head with little tinkling bells stuck in the fishing net as he fumbles with both the window and his words all in a flurry of undeniably bizarre energy... Even for Alberto. ]