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[prontissimo]

[ Alberto has literally never heard of any "no running" rule. He runs all the time, to make up for tardiness, out of excessive excitement and eagerness to get somewhere, or, sometimes, out of sheer boredom... He can't imagine not running — he runs somewhere pretty much daily, always taking time to run with Sofia, too. Alberto has way too much pent up energy to walk everywhere every time, every day...

Regardless, that subtle unimpressed look on Lan Wangji's face is not lost on him, and it's to much the same result as when they'd first met. He nods quickly, eyes askance before his gaze finds the ground, an uncomfortable hand searching for his other arm to hold, his body language shrinking at the slightest suggestion of being "scolded." He seems a little gruffer for it this time, though, his tone of voice a bit tauter... He said sorry. And he only ran because he was sorry! So his expression is less sheepish than before, a soft frown tugging his lips, brow barely knotting as he avoids eye contact. ]

Yes, Signor...