Mateo
Smiling to himself and accepting it nonetheless, this time Mateo is making black tea with milk and sugar, and while he waits for it to brew he can't help but wonder if Ever will like it a little more. "She wh-- oh," he says, brows furrowing to hear Flora's thread wrapped up in a few logical sentences from his best friend. "Oh, well. I did not plan to ever sleep with Koa, so I will keep that in mind." Moving to dig around in his ice box, the botanist finds some soup he'd prepared before his sudden departure and goes to warm it on the stove.
Finishing the tea while he's waiting for it to warm through, he brings both mugs to the barrel that serves as a coffee table and gratefully accepts the blanket from Ever. "I will look forward to her visit, then," he says, wrapping the blanket around himself and shuffling back to the stove for soup. "Do you want some?" he asks Ever, before turning to lean against the counter. "My sister is not one of the people making you uncomfortable at the tavern, right?"
Finishing the tea while he's waiting for it to warm through, he brings both mugs to the barrel that serves as a coffee table and gratefully accepts the blanket from Ever. "I will look forward to her visit, then," he says, wrapping the blanket around himself and shuffling back to the stove for soup. "Do you want some?" he asks Ever, before turning to lean against the counter. "My sister is not one of the people making you uncomfortable at the tavern, right?"
I wanna wake up
Can't even tell if this is a dream
Can't even tell if this is a dream
