Mateo
At least neither of them are seriously hurt and Ever isn't stuck in the thorns any more, though there are definitely going to be a few happy birds in the Celestine. "I think maybe that is enough excitement for one day, how about you?" He laughs softly, gently scratching the soft fur beneath the shepherd's chin as his hand is nosed. "Here," Mateo adds, leaning down and reaching beneath the collar of his shirt to draw out his nonna's finger bones.
It doesn't take long to soothe away their scratches with Vai's assistance, and though the botanist is still speckled with blood, there are no wounds to show for it. "That is better. Shall we go to the Plaza for some lunch? I will play ball with you on the way," Mateo suggests, straightening back up and nodding to the (sort of bald but still serviceable) tennis ball a few feet away.
It doesn't take long to soothe away their scratches with Vai's assistance, and though the botanist is still speckled with blood, there are no wounds to show for it. "That is better. Shall we go to the Plaza for some lunch? I will play ball with you on the way," Mateo suggests, straightening back up and nodding to the (sort of bald but still serviceable) tennis ball a few feet away.
i've told you time and time again
i'm not as think as you drunk i am
i'm not as think as you drunk i am
