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“Fidelis?” Yolyamanitzin looked in the direction of the roman soldier, the man was still wearing his armor and had a smile on his face.
“Yes. It means, well, loyal.” The man nods his head, somewhat proud of his name “And hum… Yolyahh…” Fidelis frowns, then tries again “Yolah… Ma?”, he could feel his face getting warm as he fails to say the other mans name.
“Yolyamanitzin.” The man repeats his name as he rolls his eyes, “It can mean… Just, fair. I believe those would be a good translation.”
Valentina is talking to AITA, but still paying attention to the two men as they talked. “I’m glad they are not, hum…”
“Trying to kill each other?” the robotic voice from the artificial intelligent dog comes out somewhat loud, and Valentina shushes him a bit. “They still have time for that.”
“Don’t say that AITA.” She calls him out a bit, she wanted him to at least think positively for a few seconds.
“Roman alphabet?” Yolyamanitzin asked as he looks on the muddy floor, Fidelis was holding a stick as he wrote letters on the ground “Like the Spaniards then? They write with those same letters.”
“Really?” Fidelis looks at the letter A and E with amaze.
“And you read in this direction, right?” the warrior gestures from left to right, then down, left to right again. Fidelis nods at that, and Yolyamanitzin says “Hum, like them then. Well, we read like this.” He gestures up then down, then goes to the right, them up them down again. The roman lets out a ‘oh’, quite impressed at the difference.
“So…” Fidelis squints his eyes “Pardon… Can you repeat me your name?”
Sighing Yolyamanitzin says slowly. “Yol yamani tzin.”
Fidelis nod, then his lips turn into a straight line. “Valentina called you Yoly.”
The warrior lets out a tired sigh, looking not really impressed at the other man, his thump passed slightly on his dagger. Then he glazes to the side, where Valentina was watching him interact with her… Other suitor. The Aztec warrior takes a deep breath then says “Yeah sure, you can call me Yoly, Fi.”
Fidelis didn’t seem to like the ‘nickname’, frowning, but Yolyamanitzin just opens a shit eating grin, waiting for the man to complain, but the soldier can also see Valentina on his peripheral vision, at that he just nods and lets out a “Yeah. Good talk.”