[ Alberto grins as she talks about the soup, though his smile turns a little softer and more bittersweet when she mentions her mother's disappearance. He wasn't as close to Julieta as he was to Bruno and Pepa, but he liked her a lot from the time they did spend together — like any of the Madrigals. And he knows what a blow it was to the girls, Dolores included... Isabela's hopes that she can carry the torch for her mother's soup the same way her sister tried, it brings a warmer smile on his face, nodding vaguely. ]
Yeah... Heh, I bet it'll be just as delicious as your mamma's — I mean. It won't heal your body, haha, but it'll heal something, right~?
[ He has come to make ajiaco on nights when you just really need a hearty pot of comfort food. Which — since Bruno and Luisa left? — has been... fairly often, even so many months later. It's a staple dish in the boys' house now. ]
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Yeah... Heh, I bet it'll be just as delicious as your mamma's — I mean. It won't heal your body, haha, but it'll heal something, right~?
[ He has come to make ajiaco on nights when you just really need a hearty pot of comfort food. Which — since Bruno and Luisa left? — has been... fairly often, even so many months later. It's a staple dish in the boys' house now. ]