wherever you are

Vittore would bark out a single laugh, disbelief and hsock and happiness in his eyes as Starling affirmed. Finally! Oh, the joy! It made him nearly delirious, and he found himself focusing in on Starling eagerly, the discovery of him knowing Italian making him even more hopeful. But then, that hope would be shattered and Vittore would lean back, a sigh leaving him. Of course. It was too good to be true. He hadn't seen any of the cosca, and it... hurt. He so hoped others escaped. He would nod sadly. "La tua famiglia?" [/color]he questioned. He wasn't sure why he asked - of course it was not the any member of i Fratelli Rossi, but perhaps it was the knowledge of a family with knowledge of the Italian language. Those he could communicate with. He was then surprised with Starling spoke again. Ah, such a kind wolf. He knew of wolves that would not hesitate to assist him back where the cosca was, but that was because they had an inkling he was a mafioso, as they did with any male that was gentlemanly. But this wolf had no knowledge of the cosca, nor of the cosa nostra at all. "Mi rendo conto che, lupo."[/color]

"Speech" Italiano