<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">I gave the man a firm handshake. <strong>"Alfred! I laike eet, I maeeght even steeck a 'san' after eet. Please, cahll me Roberto. Can you play som futbol?"</strong></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>He returned the handshake equally, but his mind was already wandering again, as they boarded the tram, which he saw as a subjugated monster of some kind, forced to walk the lines on the road..<br/><br/>He stayed standing himself, thought not really out of any sense of duty. More like a want to be able to see everything out the windows as they went. It was then that Da Sliva's question sunk in. "Oh, football. Well, I can't say I have played it before, but I believe I could. I'm more of a chess player myself." he saidwith a grin, then becoming lost in his thoughts once again, until Rikako addressed him again.<br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>"Hey, Darsten-o-san, I'm sorry I mentioned that subject, it was silly of me, please forgive me, I want to forget all about it."</strong></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>He looked over at her and nodded a bit. "Already forgiven and forgotten here, Nakamura-san." he said, falling silent again as one of the other boys addressed Rikako. He looked like the typical anime bully to him, so he turned to watch the landscape go by instead.<em>No need to get into dominance games just yet..</em>he thought, still willing his upset to go away..<br/><br/>The sharp bend on the road did not fully take him by surprise, but the sharp move of the tram almost made him lose his footing, as he held on to the hand strap. In the process, he had almost knocked down two other girls. His face must have glowed for a moment, as he straightened. "Gomen nasai, I seem to be very clumsy.." he said to them as he moved back into a relatively standing position. As he did so, he had noted Da Silva's own 'clumsiness', too. He mentally shook his head and stood up straight again.