champagne, cocaine, gasoline; and most things in between
"I happen to think that everything worth looking at is right here," Mateo says with a sunny smile down at Charlie. Between the priestess, the cascade of stars overhead and the winking motes of fire to keep them warm, there's no place he'd rather be. (And that's not just because he has no desire to get up, one sandal and all, to head towards the dome proper).
Tilting his head down at her and offering a dimpled smile, he reaches out to boop her on the nose. "I hope you do not hold it against us non-Ancients," he says, leaning into the touch of her cheek and relishing it as though her touch is made of the finest silk. He'd have just as happily taken another dose of snapdragon and gone to dance among the scholars as hit the dreamdust instead, and so excitable raise of her eyebrows is all he needs to seal that particular deal.
"That does sound wonderful" he croons. "You will need to keep close to me though - I have heard it is not good for Ancients to get cold." So saying, Mateo sits himself up a bit to take a bump of dreamdust - a healthy one - before passing the baggie across to Charlie to do the same and sprawling back out against his coat on the ground.
Tilting his head down at her and offering a dimpled smile, he reaches out to boop her on the nose. "I hope you do not hold it against us non-Ancients," he says, leaning into the touch of her cheek and relishing it as though her touch is made of the finest silk. He'd have just as happily taken another dose of snapdragon and gone to dance among the scholars as hit the dreamdust instead, and so excitable raise of her eyebrows is all he needs to seal that particular deal.
"That does sound wonderful" he croons. "You will need to keep close to me though - I have heard it is not good for Ancients to get cold." So saying, Mateo sits himself up a bit to take a bump of dreamdust - a healthy one - before passing the baggie across to Charlie to do the same and sprawling back out against his coat on the ground.
