Everest
Wrong in Mateo's vocabulary could mean any number of things, from being dirty to having on the wrong shoes, to being broken. Given the sad angle it was currently lolling at, Ever judged it was closer to the latter, but seeing as Mateo didn't appear to be stoned out of his mind (and thus perhaps more numb to the pain than he would otherwise have been), the aviator assumed if it was broken, it was just a small fracture. "I'm sorry to hear that. I can help, but not from here. We-"
Falling silent at the mention of a tunnel and feeling suddenly extremely claustrophobic, Ever glances down below them to calculate the risk of bringing the skyboat to them one more time. Judging that it was still a poor idea, he too sighed.
Reaching down and unbuckling the belt he was wearing, he glanced to Mateo. "Either I can go first and help pull you along, or you can, and I can push you. Which would you prefer?" Ever, who would prefer neither, would leave the choice to Mateo.
Falling silent at the mention of a tunnel and feeling suddenly extremely claustrophobic, Ever glances down below them to calculate the risk of bringing the skyboat to them one more time. Judging that it was still a poor idea, he too sighed.
Reaching down and unbuckling the belt he was wearing, he glanced to Mateo. "Either I can go first and help pull you along, or you can, and I can push you. Which would you prefer?" Ever, who would prefer neither, would leave the choice to Mateo.
I've done the math, checked the facts
And there's no changing that
And there's no changing that
