[Abbacchio snorts a little, shrugging.] Sure, but what would you prefer? [The question is blurted out before he can think better of it. Fucking stupid, asking that; Abbacchio doesn't try to make a habit of getting that involved outside of his comrades, but something about parental expectations just rings with him to the point of annoyance. Relatable, suffice it to say.

Demacia. What the hell, is that some kind of small country? He can't think of where he could point that on a map, but then he couldn't assume he'd know where that is. He's not an expert outside of the big ones.]

Plenty in Italia. Italy. Whatever you prefer to call it. Especially in the bigger cities. Most countries have one. Can't say you're missing out, though.

[Abbacchio heads into the store with the yoga mat inside. It'd be nice to find more than one, but he's not banking on it. Glancing to his side, he does take note of a gym bag. That'll be useful, so he snatches for whatever they load up into it.]