"Quite different from what I remember. He's someone else," mumbled Adam, stroking his chin and looking at Casanova, who was casually walking over the corpses, seemingly ignoring Alexander, frozen in fear.
The man Adam remembered was entirely different. He was calm, and mature, and it felt like he held back and thought long before saying anything. Like an old man who had seen a lot on his path and knew the value of words.
Meanwhile, the current Casanova gave the impression of an aggressive, daring, carefree individual, almost like a teenager living life to the fullest. His actions were unpredictable, and his mood was difficult to read. It seemed like he had something in common with Veronica.
"Is he more insane, perhaps? The question arises, how long ago did this happen?" Adam pondered, tilting his head to the side and asking the skeleton, "Hey, how long ago did this happen?"
