Everest
Ever's face crinkles into what is, by now, an extremely common expression of confusion. Rather than replying right away, instead, he holds his hands out just in case the botanist tripped or stumbled. He was concerned about Mateo of course, but it was just basic logic that suggested bracing Mateo in case of a fall would require much less touching than should the botanist fall on his own and have to be carried.
'Oh.' Well, that was disappointing. "How does it work in Torchline then?" As the mention of a security guard, Ever opens his mouth to tentatively agree, before clicking his teeth together. "You...could." The aviator agrees because it was a logical possibility if not an entirely advisable one. "Actually, with your tentacle rod, you wouldn't even need to go too close in order to break things up."
Closing the door behind them and blinking a few times to adjust his eyes to the light, Ever straightens slightly and takes a breath. "Okay, we have now gotten home. Next on your list was for us to shower and then eat."
'Oh.' Well, that was disappointing. "How does it work in Torchline then?" As the mention of a security guard, Ever opens his mouth to tentatively agree, before clicking his teeth together. "You...could." The aviator agrees because it was a logical possibility if not an entirely advisable one. "Actually, with your tentacle rod, you wouldn't even need to go too close in order to break things up."
Closing the door behind them and blinking a few times to adjust his eyes to the light, Ever straightens slightly and takes a breath. "Okay, we have now gotten home. Next on your list was for us to shower and then eat."
I've done the math, checked the facts
And there's no changing that
And there's no changing that
