[ Alberto's quick to scramble after her, even patting her back a bit as she collects her breath if she'll let him. He follows her ashore, letting her lead the way, giving another cautious glance or two over his shoulder back towards the water, checking for the sirens. They're not in the clear yet, not enough for his liking.
As they wade back up, and finally reach the sands, Alberto's still wet and stays his unexpectedly fishy self, staring at Luisa and her... also unexpected self. But now that they're still and can actually speak, in his voice and his movements and expression, he's still very recognizably Alberto. He lets the awkward beat of silence serve as a humorous ice breaker, though, grimacing sarcastically just as he usually might — only with a mouthful of fangs now. ]
...Sooo... Like I said: Lousy song, huh? Opera's better.
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As they wade back up, and finally reach the sands, Alberto's still wet and stays his unexpectedly fishy self, staring at Luisa and her... also unexpected self. But now that they're still and can actually speak, in his voice and his movements and expression, he's still very recognizably Alberto. He lets the awkward beat of silence serve as a humorous ice breaker, though, grimacing sarcastically just as he usually might — only with a mouthful of fangs now. ]
...Sooo... Like I said: Lousy song, huh? Opera's better.