Mateo
"Oh? Maybe you have missed the latest edition. Or it is really just Phoebe," Mateo reasons, smiling to himself at the mere idea of a demigod gazette. It's something he imagines his other father would probably help to run if such a thing did exist. Once they are on the proper pathway it doesn't take them long to meander through the streets and into the Pacifist Plaza; a place Remi might notice has really not changed all that much since he lived there.
"I am, yes," Mateo confirms of Ever, leading them into a little bistro only a few doors down from his shop, taking a seat at an empty table on a comfortable, cushioned bench. "As much as I can, anyway. It would be nice if he could experience everything without having to go through so much trial and error, you know?" Like the rest of us.
"I am, yes," Mateo confirms of Ever, leading them into a little bistro only a few doors down from his shop, taking a seat at an empty table on a comfortable, cushioned bench. "As much as I can, anyway. It would be nice if he could experience everything without having to go through so much trial and error, you know?" Like the rest of us.
i've told you time and time again
i'm not as think as you drunk i am
i'm not as think as you drunk i am
