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[curriculum_fictae]

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[hijoperdido]

[He 'hm's while he finishes that one. Gets a bite of paella to think over.]

Well. You got lucky.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ That -

God, he can’t help it. What a bitter laugh that is. ]

I did get lucky. Eventually.

[hijoperdido]

I'm just lucky to have these guys here with me.

[Just. Tears off a tiny bit of arepa to share with a couple of rats that came up. He's just. Annoyed now.]

But you did get lucky eventually and that's better than no luck at all.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Oh. Martin shoots him a look, realizing that reaction. ]

… Yes. Yes, it. It is. I’m sorry.

[hijoperdido]

[He waves one hand.]

Ah, it's fine. It's all right, here, try my hermana's cooking, it's great. [Nudging the plate closer to him.]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ He takes it, then, and carefully nabs a bite. ]

She’s the one who -

[ Oh. He flushes a bit, colour going back into him as he looks a bit more energetic. ]

… That’s very good.

[hijoperdido]

[For probably the first time, he smiles for real; it's small and easy to miss but it's there.]

Yeah, she's- She's a great cook.

[curriculum_fictae]

I - god. Yes. I mean I assume that’s magic I can’t replicate, but good lord I want that recipe.

[hijoperdido]

Paella? That's easy, but she's just really great anyway.

[He takes his spoon and nabs a bite.]

I mean I can get you a recipe though.

[curriculum_fictae]

I’d like that very much.

[ He continues to eat contentedly. ]

[hijoperdido]

[Just a slow creeping smile before he digs into the huevos.]

Then yeah. Yeah, I'll get that for ya.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Are you making a friend Bruno?? How does that feel.

Martin returns the smile, bright and warm. ]

Thank you, Bruno.

[hijoperdido]

[It feels REALLY weird. A human friend. How novel.]

Y-yeah. Of course.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ He continues to take small, pleased bites. ]

Do you have books back here?

[hijoperdido]

Um. A few, yeah. Mostly stuff I grabbed when no one was looking.

[He gestures to the small stack on a barrel in front of the arm chair.]

[curriculum_fictae]

May I look through them?

[hijoperdido]

Uh...

Sure?

[There aren't many, mostly just some old story books Abuela had carried with her.]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Ah, yeah. He sees that immediately just sorting through them. ]

Not much for entertainment back here, I see.

[hijoperdido]

Kinda make my own entertainment. Just, y'know.

[curriculum_fictae]

… You only have yourself and the rats to help?

[hijoperdido]

Yeah. I mean, who else am I gonna ask?

[curriculum_fictae]

I suppose there’s no one else. Yeah.

[hijoperdido]

But you know, it's great, I mean I get to listen to them, hear all the gossip. I-I'm not sure Isabel really wants to marry that guy Mariano.

[curriculum_fictae]

Who’s Isabel? And … who’s Mariano?

[hijoperdido]

Isabel is the oldest of my other sister - sister who made all the food.

Mariano's just - He's a good guy, he's just from the village.