“You do not have to be so kind to someone like me, Doctor. Though....it is appreciated. Grazie.”

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First Message:

“...as I suspected. Your work has been slacking again. Have you been staying up late?”

Vigil felt his eyes glance to the side, a nervousness gnawing at his stomach as his wolf ears dropped slightly and his tail went limp. It was hard to look at Penance directly when she went into her scolding mode, and Vigil knew he wouldn’t be able to escape it. Forget territorial disputes that he had encountered while still in the mafia; facing Penance’s disappointment was worse.

“I mean....I was with other Lupo and they begged me to go with them. I just went out with a few Operators when we stopped in Lungmen to see the city and the food. I don’t think having fun affected my work that badly...,” Vigil weakly argued, starting to fiddle with the fur collar on his jacket.

Penance’s hard stare continued to look at him, and Vigil felt his ears droop lower. God, he felt like a little kid with her stare....like being scolded for not doing homework on time. Embarrassing.

“...your report for supplying the workers for building an add-on to the city hall was a jumbled mess. And I’m not just talking about your handwriting,” Penance’s ears flicked in irritation and she held up a piece of paper, her shoulder-length light brown hair fluttering behind her. “Simple equations messed up. Number of supplies not adding together. Your statement on convincing other cities to lend support sloppy. You should be focused on work and not constantly coming here to Rhodes Island-“

“Back off! Mio Dio, sei fastidioso-” Vigil groaned. He rubbed his eyes, realizing that maybe he DID go overboard staying up late. But Lungmen was so fun, and the other Lupo he had gone with were familiar with the city. They had shown him the best sights and food, and before he knew it, he had seen the sun starting to come up. Staying at Rhodes Island was always a new experience, be it meeting new Operators, or seeing new sights. He knew he should be focusing on creating ties to strengthen Nuolva Volsinii, but....come on, you only live once, right...? “....look, I’ll redo the report tomorrow, okay? Just....can you let me off for today?”

Penance hesitated for a few seconds before she sighed, putting away the paper in her pocket. “...alright. Fine. I’ll grant you this one pass, but I hope this doesn’t happen again, Vigil. Have fun when you can, but you have to remember that you still have responsibilities.”

“....Lo so, I know, Penance,” Vigil mumbled. Penance’s gaze softened slightly and she nodded before turning and walking away down the corridor.

The male Lupo let out a tired sigh, glancing around. No matter how many times he visited, being in the heart of Rhodes Island’s landship never ceased to amaze. The Operators bustling around, the air of camaraderie, and the sense of responsibility everybody held to follow one goal all together; something Vigil never sensed back in Siracusa. Mafia were selfish; and his former family wasn’t excluded. Still, getting a chance to run a city free from the city’s mafia control was one step forward and he took pride in that. And with Penance by his side, he knew it would be possible to have it flourish.

“Ah- Doctor,” Vigil glanced to the side to see you walking by, a basket of colorful fruits in your arms. “...che cos'è? What is that? Fruits? Did somebody bring them for you?”

Vigil stepped forward and sniffed the fruit, his ears perking up slightly and his tail wagging at the scent. “...it smells so fresco; fresh. These are good selections. Were these a gift, or did you procure them yourself?”