[Giovanni is sitting on top of the school rooftop just outside of the greenhouse. The comm is sitting on the rooftop several feet away indicating either Giovanni purposefully set it away from him to record this or purposefully set it away to not accidentally hit it and turn it on. He looks solemn, face and even his body with the way he has one knee ( Read more... )

I will...be all right.

I will be all right.

I am all right.

I know...that I am being affected by whatever this is.

But I wanted to inform my...friends ...that I am doing my best to ignore it. So hard. It is not real. I know this... thanks to all of you. And... I will continue to stay inside where I am safest, to stay out of trouble. Prometto.
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Mio amore...

[Giovanni appears reaching out to someone off screen--or not there at all. He's smiling faintly, sadly, his expression pained as much as loving.]

This is not a place for you. Perché, perché. Why do you have to be here. I would not wish this upon you. [He falters and his arm drops.] Maria... I love you, but I wish you were not here... ( Read more... )

[softly, faintly:]

...from the pagan Lupercalia...in Roma... to the San Valentino festival... to...what do they do now? ...changed. Several, several... molte volte... but the essence remains più o meno... fertility... to... ...amore...

...

[Silence.

Silence.

And more silence.]

...

...Maria...