We've all been there, Roberto. Trying to hit upon just the right blend of words to imbue you with confidence, attractiveness, and wittiness. But just as often, we find ourselves to our horror getting two (or three) pre-prepared lines mixed together at the defining moment and we wind up looking like boobs. As for the rest of the story, I quite liked how you wrote the interactions between Leviathan and his old master. He sounds like a valued family servant who has shepherded generations of Contiellos. The trusted butler, as it were, watching over his young master since infancy and not inclined to skirt around touchy topics when it was necessary. Never stopped to wonder where exactly Leviathan tucked himself away in back before all the Skullheart business; not like Roberto had a hole in his head like his daughter. That subtle encouragement at the end was great!
So nice to find someone willing to write about this pair. You've done a fine job injecting some heart and humor into the 'Skullheart' fandom!