[Just as Caesar is very sure he's about to die of anticipation (despite every outward appearance of calm collectedness, because he actually is very good at waiting, even though it's usually girls waiting for him and not the other way around), Suzie makes her reappearance. He doesn't quite see all of her at first, just movement out of the corner of his eye, and he turns from where he's leaned back against the stage and--]
[Hm. Yes. He is, in fact, going to die here. At the very least he's going to pass out, looking up at her like she's absolutely the most perfect thing he's ever seen, which in fact he is, and like he doesn't have words, which in fact he doesn't. Not in English or in Italian. He's just. Well. Very hnngh again, honestly, and seems perfectly content to stand here and worship her from this distance for as long as she'd like him to.]
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[Hm. Yes. He is, in fact, going to die here. At the very least he's going to pass out, looking up at her like she's absolutely the most perfect thing he's ever seen, which in fact he is, and like he doesn't have words, which in fact he doesn't. Not in English or in Italian. He's just. Well. Very hnngh again, honestly, and seems perfectly content to stand here and worship her from this distance for as long as she'd like him to.]