[Bruno's quiet for a moment while he thinks. The fingers on his stomach steal his attention for a second or two, but he forces himself to stay on-task. What would be a good name? It would have to be something that isn't exclusively French or exclusively Italian, though his knowledge of the former is limited compared to the latter. Hm...]
[He thinks back to the books he's read, going through the names he can remember and lining them up with their Italian counterparts until one jumps to the forefront of his mind. He's met Italian girls with the same name.]
no subject
[He thinks back to the books he's read, going through the names he can remember and lining them up with their Italian counterparts until one jumps to the forefront of his mind. He's met Italian girls with the same name.]
Emma.