Alejandro was as confused at Asta's words as she seemed to be with her poor attempt to depict a map of the world, but the way her voice sung his name made him smile, feel in good company. "Asta?" he wondered for a moment, seeing that she had frowned when he reached for her, but the girl seemed nothing more than briefly startled and she soon returned the hug, her head resting on his shoulder. Then and there, Alejandro felt peace, he was safe with Asta and Asta was safe with him. Even as dire the situation was, for a brief moment it felt like nothing wrong could happen to them, as they were safe in each others arms.<br/><br/>He could stay like that forever, and it lasted indeed more than he would have expected, but Asta broke the spell by separating the hug, seemingly wanting to say something. Alejandro didn't understand a thing of her first sentence, but her gestures were clear enough so he let himself fall back, resting on the sand next to her. It would be almost romantic, but the situation and the company wasn't helping for it. Alejandro shook his head, what the hell was he thinking about in such a place?<br/><br/>Alejandro noticed Giulia coming back with some kind of dress, her pace making clear that she felt way more comfortable with that attire, but he didn't notice much more, as Asta was pointing at the cross on the sand and repeating a word that made Alejandro focus on it. "Ah! Jesucristo!" he finally deciphered. It wasn't his intention to make a religious reference, as the cross was the only constellation he thought he could find in the southern hemisphere, but he wasn't sure. "Jesucristo" he repeated with a nod, watching Asta make the gesture over her chest. Was she Christian? It wasn't like he minded at all, he had never been specially religious despite being educated in a private school that it was, but he was fine with it.<br/><br/>As Asta seemingly tried to find a trace of God in the stars, Alejandro tried once more, looking for bright stars that could match. He had never seen a firmament like that, far from a city with a sky full of stars. "A ver..." he sighed, "la cruz, la cruz, dónde está la puñetera cruz..." mumbled, his eyes dancing from bright spot to bright spot, finding no convincing pattern. When Asta looked at him with hopeful eyes, he felt mortified for not finding it, as it seemed surprisingly important for her. It wasn't like he could just say that he couldn't find it, that there was no God in the stars, that they had ended out and away of His gaze.<br/><br/>"Jesucristo" he nodded, patting his chest above his heart, making the cross gesture over it. "Jesucristo" he repeated, gently tapping her clothed chest in a similar place. "Jesucristo" a third time, making a wide opening move with both his arms that encompassed the whole area, their newfound comrades included. Alejandro hoped that his message would help Asta feel safe, so he managed to paint a warm smile on his face, finding a hint of calm in his own efforts to make Asta feel as good as possible.