"Well, you're certainly a... quaint one... aren't you?" - Caroline to Bramante (hello friend!)
"Io-? (Me-?) " his tone sounded surprised; his cheeks flushed with a slightly darker purple.
"Why- ahah... thank you.." he chuckled, twirling some of his hair, before straightening his collar.
"Ah- might I inquire about who you are?.. I don't think we've met."
He was going to say 'I don't think I've ever met anyone like you' since he still struggled to recognize anuthing vaguely shaped like a human..
But then he remembered he'd been in isolation for about, three centuries, so... it was common for him not to recognize barely anything human at this point, and having to get used to seeing people again.












