When he heard the light knock to the door, Bruno became even more agitated. In a weird way, the stakes felt higher than ever. This just had to go well, especially if they were the only two of their family in this place, as well as being two of the few Spanish speakers around.
Plus, of course, he loved his niece, and he knew the incredible potential she held within her. She just didn't know how to unleash it quite yet.
"Okay, okay, okay..." he crossed his fingers on both hands tight, made a silent wish, and then relaxed his hands again to reach out and open the door. He was wearing a mish-mash of what he had found in the stores here to protect him from the cold, and there she was a vision of Colombian grace and as lovely as ever. He gave her a warm but nervous smile, and then lifted a hand to give her an awkward little wave.