His concern to make me feel comfortable was obvious. There was nothing I could truly reproach him for. Clemente had always tried not to overstep boundaries and be polite… a very good man he is. Little could we talk that day. Opportunities came were we could engage tranquil in conversations. I would use my own sound at times, yet mostly hiding it for Karina or Clemente's parents would at times be around. Nonetheless, even as it was not as easy as we would have liked, I learned many things about the one I first knew as the second male lead of a novel.
Unexpectedly, Clemente had a special sense of humour as well as a hobby I could have never known if not for him telling me about it.
"Sculpturing… that is unexpected."
"I am not versed in it yet I find it entertaining… the lady is versed in making art with ink, I would like to learn a tad of it for I wish to make more complicated sculptures if time is granted."
