Matteo was rather quiet as he ate his food, staring down at the the table. He was thinking, he tended to get distracted. [i]This food is delicous! Okay seriously Matt focus, I have to focus...think, What will I d-[/i]. Matteo looked up, Father, Antonio, Pa, Whatever name people would call him, He never really thought about what to call him. He just thought of something suitable and went with it. Which normally made him use different names in the same conversation. Matt gave a small smile and looked back down. Taking another bite he looked back down again.

[i]These dinners, Why do they have to sometimes feel so tense? Well...I'll always know why. That's the sad truth, I'll always know why, but that will never change the mood, the small sighs. The small looks people give. Hah, This food is really nice..But I have to think. Think, But there are to many things around me. Advantage to them. Turn the Tide, that I was told right? Turn the tide and everything will slot into place.That what they told me, that was the one thin they kept telling me.Atleast I think so, I can't remember. Everything is a distraction. Think, Think till you have an Advantage! Because everything else will fail if you don't...[/i]

"Well...I think, That I might be goin-" The greatest smell crept into his nose, and there was only thing that it could ever, and I do mean there was only one thing that smelled like it. Mama's Desert. "Well, I guess..." He sat back down, well he wasn't sure if he ever got up but he sure as hell got back down.
"Ummm....." Was there something he was going to say? He swear there was something he wanted to say. Something about....
"Sickness?" Matt said quietly, 

[i]That wasn't it,Huh. Now that I think about...I do feel a little dizzy"[/i]