champagne, cocaine, gasoline; and most things in between
Understanding Flora's reasoning and hating it all the same - happy families abound, but never for you, Mateo! - the botanist nonetheless is full of dimpled smiles as they approach this little meeting point. If nothing else, apparently he's considered the right person for this. Dressed in an extravagant green coat whose hood is lined with fur and a pair of white denim overalls, accompanied by a stocky pair of brown leather boots, even that additional couple of inches of height isn't enough for him to properly make out the figures on the rooftop.
Luckily, Flora's eyes are incredibly sharp.
"Merda!" Stumbling a bit in surprise and blinking a few times before recognising Koa, he winces and glances to his sister, nudging her shoulder affectionately. "You look perfect, sorellina. You focus on whatever this activity is. I will make myself indispensable to Koa." He's quite good at it actually, he thinks, his coat billowing behind him as he climbs to the rooftop to greet Dragoon and redhead.
"I have arrived, and so the party can begin!" he announces, moving to clasp Koa's upper arms and plant a kiss on each of his cheeks. "We are going to get through this, and then we are going to have a very strong drink, si?"
Luckily, Flora's eyes are incredibly sharp.
"Merda!" Stumbling a bit in surprise and blinking a few times before recognising Koa, he winces and glances to his sister, nudging her shoulder affectionately. "You look perfect, sorellina. You focus on whatever this activity is. I will make myself indispensable to Koa." He's quite good at it actually, he thinks, his coat billowing behind him as he climbs to the rooftop to greet Dragoon and redhead.
"I have arrived, and so the party can begin!" he announces, moving to clasp Koa's upper arms and plant a kiss on each of his cheeks. "We are going to get through this, and then we are going to have a very strong drink, si?"
