[Poggio]

He grinned though he was sure Zosa could not see it. "Rest assured Zosa you are not fated to me, while I enjoy that we are twins I do not like that my green eyed wonder to taste of ink, but I do prefer earth." One of his hands found the others as they were tightly clamped around his chest. "I think we have had to much meat, I am making spinach ravioli or something so that our lamb can last." He pulled the hand up to his lips and kissed it. "Do you like it?"