The road goes and I am finding home in it.

[labyrinthos]

[Going AWOL isn't nearly as daunting as Kaworu first thought it would be. Actually, aside from the paranoia that he will be rediscovered, he has managed to have some fun with it. He traveled through Germany, then Austria, and finally he crossed the border into Italy, turning his high-adrenaline escape into a sightseeing tour while he has the chance for it. At any moment, SEELE's agents could track him down and neutralize him (unless he neutralized them first), so, you know, it's just as they say: you have to live life to the fullest. Rome has been really good for living thus far.

Kaworu doesn't have much money to his name, but that isn't going to stop him from checking out Rome's various businesses. He has a very charming sort of personality that can land him with free samples, among other things. Earlier today, in fact, he ate some delicious chocolate gelato for free and then walked out of a clothing store with a complimentary blue scarf. Now he's idly tightening that scarf around his neck while he peers at the spread of cosmetics in front of him. This makeup boutique is more expensive than not, apparently, and he's in love with the bold colors on offer. They're sharply offset by the boutique's interior decoration scheme of chrome plating and bright fluorescents. Somewhat uncharitably, he's reminded of SEELE's sterile research facilities... but he can deal with that, he thinks...

The staff seems unwilling to bother him about his loitering, for now. He looks to the right, down the glass counter, intensely interested in what everyone else is browsing or buying. Sandro is the first person in Kaworu's line of sight--a comfortably Lilin presence--and Kaworu tilts his head curiously.

He asks, in fluent Italian,] What are you thinking about buying?

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[When asked, Sandro's face eases into a smile so naturally that it's nearly a default expression. But... that's very distinctly odd. Of course actors use makeup. Any teenager would know that. Sandro would think he was trying to joke, but there's that note of sincerity in his tone.]

I do a pretty fair amount of acting, yeah, but this is day-to-day wear, too. I'd barely have eyebrows if I didn't fill them in.

[Some of it's for Petra-- he's been half-planning on surprising her with a makeup kit of her own for the last several months, so she'd get more of a chance to practice on her own. He's still doing her final looks for her. Sandro hmms a little, reaching across a few palettes.]

If you're looking for powder, I'd go with this brand to start. Good staying power, not too cakey.

[That wallet, though. Poor kid, Sandro thinks, with his usual offhand detachment. Probably a runaway, but his enthusiasm and willingness to buy strike Sandro as more than a little funny. It's not usual, for a kid on the run; most would trying to scrimp quite a bit more. Stealing cosmetics would be one thing, and one thing he'd turn a blind eye to, but-- well, at an upscale boutique like this, the money he's got won't give him many samples at all.]

Hey, tell you what, whatever you want's on me.

[He's not quite sure why he makes the offer. Sandro's acts of kindness tend to be infused with no small amount of self-interest. But hell, why not? He'd write the extra expense off in the end, leave it to the Agency to really pay for.]