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8 Famiglie~ [backdated to yesterday/action]

[He'd quite given up on locating Tsuna by foot because this place was enormous, and was instead just wandering about looking at the moving portraits and the strange statues. It was all part of scoping this place out so he and Zelos could skip the rest of the week. He wasn't about to have to go to these classes on magic and such. Not when it didn't even apply to him outside of this week. Though he did wonder if there was a library he could hide in.

But that wasn't helping him find Tsuna at all, and there were no clues to where he was, such as his 'panicked screams of misery', as Zelos termed it.]

Tsuna, where are you?

[Good luck recognizing that voice, Tsuna!]

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[ Was that the sound of footsteps behind you, Giotto? Odd, how it suddenly feels like you're being followed ... ]

[Giotto stops walking when he hears that, and yes, it does feel like he's being followed.

He turns, then, to see if there's anybody behind him.]

[ Nope! But there is someone in front of you, now ]

Odd time to be talking a walk, isn't it?

[ Given that there's. You know. Classes going on ]

[Giotto turns back around quickly when he hears the voice, and realizes it's Ino.

...He's not entirely sure if this is a good thing or not.] ...Ah.

So? Where were you off to?

[He's still not getting good vibes about it, but it's Ino. Probably the best to go with the truth.]

...Actually, I was looking for Tsuna. This place is bigger than I expected, though. So I'm sort of just...wandering around now.

You couldn't get a hold of him over the journal?

To be completely honest I just tried, but I don't exactly trust the journals very much.

[As in, he wanted to see him with his own eyes.]

I just saw him this morning, if you're worried about him. He's back to his usual age, though.

I'm always worried about him. [Such is the lot of a grandparent with a grandchild that gets into all sorts of trouble.

And at that little tidbit he's not sure what to think.] ...he is? Well, it had to happen sooner or later.

Mm, yeah. It went on pretty long for a loss, as it is ...

His losses keep getting longer and longer. [And more ridiculous as time passes.]

No kidding. [ a sigh ] Well, let's just hope it's awhile until the next one, hm?

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[It does take him a moment, because he's used to the voice being a good deal deeper. But for him it wasn't that long ago that Giotto had been deaged, so...]

Giotto? Are you...? [On a loss? But he doesn't quite say that, since he wouldn't think he was on one as a kid...]

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Fifteen years old? Yes. [And he's not remotely happy about it.] I see that you're back as well.

But, do you remember...? [And he's back? Oh, right.] Um, yeah, I guess so.

Of course I remember, Tsuna. Or else I wouldn't have wanted to know where you are.

[An awkward pause.]

Do you...remember anything?

No, I don't remember anything at all. I woke up thinking it was still June... and then Ino told me it was August.

...Ah. [That word is loaded full of emotion. That meant he was off the hook for what Tsuna had found out about him, but... He would miss him. Giotto wasn't even sure if he had wanted Tsuna to forget that, though it was probably for the best.]

Giotto? Is everything alright?

Everything's fine, bambino.

[It was and it wasn't. But he was happy to have Tsuna back to his normal age, at least. And that older, wiser Tsuna was somewhere inside him, so it wasn't truly a parting.]

[It was weird, hearing that nickname with his younger voice, but at least now Tsuna knew that Giotto's loss was just a physical deaginging and hadn't altered his personality back to a kid's.]

... are you sure?

I'm sure. [It's not like he could, or would, tell him about what had come to pass in that month.

...Well, most of it.]

You looked exactly like me, I hope you know.

Ah...

[Okay, a kid can't help but be curious about how he's going to change in ten years. So... it wouldn't hurt to ask a little, right?]

So, um... what was I like?

[Well, it can't hurt to tell him that.] Calmer, more relaxed, more well-spoken. Far more stubborn and opinionated, as well.

You called me Nonno. You also called me a hermit.