Everest
About to answering with a resounding no, Everest wisely keeps his mouth shut. This was Caido after all, and there was really no reason to think that there weren't seed dragons. At least Mateo wasn't asking about drug dragons. "Do you think you'd like a companion?" There is a rather small and complicated part of Ever that feels somehow threatened by the very notion of Mateo having a companion. It likely has everything to do with the botanist being Ever's only real friend, with the added strangeness of him acting like a companion more or less while shifted.
Trying not to mentally manage Mateo while he dropped the anchor on his own ship (the way he'd gone about it was perfectly but, but because it wasn't precisely the way Everest would have done it himself, it bothered him), Ever made sure the boat was safely enough moored before turning his attention back fully to Mateo.
"So it...looks dead, but...does it act like quicksand?" He frowns. "Or, oh, is that how it eats? You're engulfed in it because you think it's just a patch of dead moss?"
Trying not to mentally manage Mateo while he dropped the anchor on his own ship (the way he'd gone about it was perfectly but, but because it wasn't precisely the way Everest would have done it himself, it bothered him), Ever made sure the boat was safely enough moored before turning his attention back fully to Mateo.
"So it...looks dead, but...does it act like quicksand?" He frowns. "Or, oh, is that how it eats? You're engulfed in it because you think it's just a patch of dead moss?"
even if i had to lose you to know you,
i'd still be that temporary phase that you grow through
i'd still be that temporary phase that you grow through
