My spores been growing by the day; my days been shining bright
Glad to see that his work has paid off, Mateo does a great job (he thinks) of supervising the crew as they craft the ammunitions for the weaponry along the edge of the Skyport. By the time his friend approaches him, in fact, there is plenty of ammo to go around, and the Taliesin boy glances at Everest with a bright and dimpled smile.
"Hmm? Oh, no," he says, because even though he can sense the desperate hope in Ever's voice, Mateo never neglects his plants, thank you very much. "But I am real hungry. Come on, let's go get some lunch." With a smile and a wave across to Lisbeth, he's already heading away from the Skyport - such is the way of being a child and being able to put down tasks as easily as one picked them up.
"Thanks for letting us help!" he calls. "I hope we never have to use it, though!"
"Hmm? Oh, no," he says, because even though he can sense the desperate hope in Ever's voice, Mateo never neglects his plants, thank you very much. "But I am real hungry. Come on, let's go get some lunch." With a smile and a wave across to Lisbeth, he's already heading away from the Skyport - such is the way of being a child and being able to put down tasks as easily as one picked them up.
"Thanks for letting us help!" he calls. "I hope we never have to use it, though!"
mateo!
