Everest
"I'm happy to hear your arguments if you want to make them." The aviator replies, eyebrows raised softly. If Mateo truly thought Ever should interpret these situations as being trouble, he would hear his friend out. That's what friends did, after all. Or, at least that's what friends like Everest did.
'Good timing, then.' This isn't a phrase that comes naturally to the aviator, as he always thought that it was rather strange to ascribe a normative stance to something objective like time, but he'd learned what the phrase meant confidently enough to use it. 'Oh.' Turning toward his friend while also trying to replace his belt around his waist, Ever frowns slightly as his eyes scan the unfamiliar crowding of wrinkles near his friend's eyes.
"I don't have a blanket to offer you or anything to drink, but would you like to tell me about it?" Tobi might have scripted this sentence for her son given how practiced it came out, but it was no less genuine despite the borrowed words.
'Good timing, then.' This isn't a phrase that comes naturally to the aviator, as he always thought that it was rather strange to ascribe a normative stance to something objective like time, but he'd learned what the phrase meant confidently enough to use it. 'Oh.' Turning toward his friend while also trying to replace his belt around his waist, Ever frowns slightly as his eyes scan the unfamiliar crowding of wrinkles near his friend's eyes.
"I don't have a blanket to offer you or anything to drink, but would you like to tell me about it?" Tobi might have scripted this sentence for her son given how practiced it came out, but it was no less genuine despite the borrowed words.
I've done the math, checked the facts
And there's no changing that
And there's no changing that
