
Rᴇᴍᴜs Aɢᴏsᴛɪ
As he went to follow them, he rolled his eyes to the sky as if looking for help from his father. "Perché le ragazze devono prendere sempre su di me? Che cosa ho mai fatto per meritare questo ?" He asked quickly to the sky, keeping his tone quiet. He shook his head with a sigh when there was no answer. There was never an answer. Maybe his father just didn't speak Italian.

Rᴏssᴀʟʏɴ Fᴏʀʙᴇs
She gave her a gentle shove. "Don't go assuming things like that. Could be anyone." She reminded her, then heard the gibberish from Remus and looked back at him. "What did you say? What language was that?"

Rᴇᴍᴜs Aɢᴏsᴛɪ
"Does it matter?" He replied as if it were no big deal. "Just a little italian, no biggie."