Mateo
Having blown a kiss back at Flora, Mateo is now busy with a mouthful of a small cake and a some punch in a glass, and he offers a very helpful "Mmrf?" as Everest requests he look around. Raising an eyebrow, he finds himself following on the tail of his friend, unable to chip in with this massive (apparently) discussion until he's swallowed his bite of cake.
"My dad used to run the Dragoons," he says helpfully(?). "He is still part of them now, though they are a guild more than an army, I think. Like the monster hunters." Pausing to lick a bit of cream from his thumb, he offers a dimpled smile to Koa. "I do not think he ever had interest in invading other lands. Just in trying to help people. Do you want me to call him here to be part of the conversation?"
One might consider it a waste of Channelling. Others might consider that Mateo has used said Channelling for much more frivolous things in the past.
"My dad used to run the Dragoons," he says helpfully(?). "He is still part of them now, though they are a guild more than an army, I think. Like the monster hunters." Pausing to lick a bit of cream from his thumb, he offers a dimpled smile to Koa. "I do not think he ever had interest in invading other lands. Just in trying to help people. Do you want me to call him here to be part of the conversation?"
One might consider it a waste of Channelling. Others might consider that Mateo has used said Channelling for much more frivolous things in the past.
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
