MATEO
Blinking his eyes open and obediently looking up, Mateo furrows his brows before catching himself, letting his expression relax back into something neutral. "Weird? Oh, you mean with the cold?" He assumes that's what it is anyway. His fathers had been talking about some shrine causing problems for Torchline, but it had been dealt with just before the war started.
Focusing on some cloud floating by in the distance, clearly this isn't the first time Mateo has sat for his makeup to be done, and he manages a soft smile to hear that he would fit right in if he came to Torchline. "I do not know about that," he says playfully. "It has been a long time since we made our clubhouse on the beach. But I will come and visit anyway. Hopefully the skyboats will still be working."
Focusing on some cloud floating by in the distance, clearly this isn't the first time Mateo has sat for his makeup to be done, and he manages a soft smile to hear that he would fit right in if he came to Torchline. "I do not know about that," he says playfully. "It has been a long time since we made our clubhouse on the beach. But I will come and visit anyway. Hopefully the skyboats will still be working."
the earth has music for those who listen
