[ Alveare, he tries once more, tasting the word upon the tip of his tongue. It's still not quite right, but closer, maybe. In any case, Ivan quirks a brow at the sudden little smirk curling up at the corners of Firo's mouth. He's no fool, and clearly there's something else about this store.
Still, he nods and shoulders through before Firo, looking about curiously. ]
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Still, he nods and shoulders through before Firo, looking about curiously. ]