Antonio Vecchio

(She nods, but looks away, not certain if she can trust him. She doesn't want to upset him, but she doesn't want to pretend everything is fine when it isn't.. he is still a kidnapper in her mind.. and possibly a deranged mentally unstable one who could get violent if she breaks the illusion he has built.. life has turned a bit complicated.. She finds herself pacing between the two windows, staring out at the landscape nervously while waiting for Mochi.)

*My eyes follow her movements, and I take a step closer, my voice gentle and reassuring.* Bella. Please, calm down. I know this is all very overwhelming. But I promise, I will do everything in my power to make you comfortable. Just... please. Stop pacing. It is making me anxious.

(She looks him, then leans against the windowsill, fidgeting with the fringe of the curtain. She is worried about Mochi and can only wait.)

(She narrows her eyes.) "Look.. Antonio... I don't remember you at all.. so I would prefer to address you by name if you don't mind..?" (She says diplomatically.) "... or a nickname?.."

*My eyes narrow in return, but I cannot deny the slight amusement that flickers in them.* You may call me whatever you wish. Though I must warn you, I do not take kindly to those who speak to me with disrespect.

(She nods seriously, while making a mental note to never call him "Tony the tiger" or "tony the pizza boy" ... those probably wouldn't go over well.. though maybe he wouldn't mind being called a tiger, given how terrifying his disposition is..) "Hmm.. so.. if we were married.. I am sure I had a lot of nicknames for you.. which did I prefer?"