[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=cca78e]Giosue Zino[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.giphy.com/media/3oriNWMmqQI3SoFgze/giphy.webp[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Carnival Set Up
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	Gio wasn't entirely sure how to feel about all this. Although he didn't have too many reasons (well he could invent them if he'd set his mind to it, but that would be bad faith) to doubt the veracity of her claims, he didn't believe her either. It wasn't so much the incredulity elicited by wild assertions, they were standing in the middle of a time loop at that very moment; in a scant few decades there would be people on the moon; a lot of things seem crazy until they actually happen. But her slipperiness definitely had her as the type that you can't trust what they say at face value. "Oh, here I am to give you all the answers you seek"? It screamed of hidden agendas to him.

	Still, Gilbert seemed to trust her, and that certainly counted for something. A thought passed through his subconscious. [i]Perhaps I should have indulged in some of that whiskey. It certainly would have made this much less of a headache.[/i]

	[color=cca78e]"As well, would there happen to be any more of us wandering around that we should know of?"[/color] Immediately after asking the question he realized he had yet to introduce himself. [color=cca78e]"Ah, my apologies. I go by Giosue these days, although I have a feeling you already know me by some other moniker."[/color] The answer to his question he had a feeling would be pertinent to the actions they would need to take in the near future. Part of him was betting that the five (six? if Ben counted) of them were the totality of the Emendators, considering she had expected Drem and Evelina to be present, but who knew really? Even the confirmed possibility of there being more of them around would be a great relief, hurting as they were with their numbers nearly halved.