Mateo
"I do not know how it works specifically," Mateo admits, his voice echoing a little as he heads downstairs. "I just get the impression that in Torchline it does matter if you are available or not - if they find you attractive, they will still flirt. If you appear more available, they may feel as though they have permission to, uh, raise the stakes." Hoping that Ever is able to understand that particular idiom, the botanist puts down his bag of holding and merely stands for a moment in the peaceful quiet of his home.
He doesn't know if it makes him feel better, to be here after having disappeared completely for a day or two, but the aviator's presence certainly helps. "Perhaps I will mention it to Flora," he says, even if the reality is he'll forget about it in a couple of hours. "Ah, that is right. Good memory." Already limping for the little bathroom, Mateo stiffly starts to peel himself out of his clothes. "Make yourself at home."
He doesn't know if it makes him feel better, to be here after having disappeared completely for a day or two, but the aviator's presence certainly helps. "Perhaps I will mention it to Flora," he says, even if the reality is he'll forget about it in a couple of hours. "Ah, that is right. Good memory." Already limping for the little bathroom, Mateo stiffly starts to peel himself out of his clothes. "Make yourself at home."
I wanna wake up
Can't even tell if this is a dream
Can't even tell if this is a dream
