Everest
Biting at the inside of his cheek hard enough to twist that side of his lips, Everest nods and stares down at his hands. The offer of tea has him pausing, and though he doesn't want any, he asks for 'Lavendar, please.' just the same.
Watching Mateo peel his dead Nonna's finger-bones from around his neck should have been the sort of thing that horrified Everest, but from a purely anatomical and magical point of view, he found it novel and just the sort of thing that suited the botanist. "I would like it much more than salves and dressings." He admits with a small smile, reaching for his shirt but not putting it on. Instead he drapes it over his lap as if he might obscure the lower part of his body with it, before glancing around Mateo's schooner.
"I met your friend the other day. The one from the alleyway? Sohalia?" He says, tapping his fingers across his knees. "I said that maybe the three of us could do some flying. Not all the way to where your dads live, but nearer to the mountains. Both she and I would like to make maps of the area."
Watching Mateo peel his dead Nonna's finger-bones from around his neck should have been the sort of thing that horrified Everest, but from a purely anatomical and magical point of view, he found it novel and just the sort of thing that suited the botanist. "I would like it much more than salves and dressings." He admits with a small smile, reaching for his shirt but not putting it on. Instead he drapes it over his lap as if he might obscure the lower part of his body with it, before glancing around Mateo's schooner.
"I met your friend the other day. The one from the alleyway? Sohalia?" He says, tapping his fingers across his knees. "I said that maybe the three of us could do some flying. Not all the way to where your dads live, but nearer to the mountains. Both she and I would like to make maps of the area."
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
