Kaisel
The shift that happens is laid out plain in Mateo's words, and Kaisel pauses his primping of the mint to look more fully at him. "I know." It's said simply, although his expression is curious as he assess Mateo now. In his mind, that's all the more reason for Mateo's agreement. Better not to pretend the lump under the rug is anything else but ugly.
"I'll come armed with anything on behalf of Flora." he says with a smooth and unhesitating conviction. There's no heat or cut to it, just a fact placed down. It lingers for a moment before he yields a touch, dirty palms held up in a display of no needles to be found. "I don't plan to, I realize it'd do nothing but harm." Less to them than to Flora and him, and she's the last person he wants cut by his own hand. "Just, surprised by the difference of her childhood memories and my own, sometimes."
With this overshadowing easier ideas of magic wardrobes, Kaisel can't help but wonder aloud. "I am curious though, what earns me the right, Mateo?"
"I'll come armed with anything on behalf of Flora." he says with a smooth and unhesitating conviction. There's no heat or cut to it, just a fact placed down. It lingers for a moment before he yields a touch, dirty palms held up in a display of no needles to be found. "I don't plan to, I realize it'd do nothing but harm." Less to them than to Flora and him, and she's the last person he wants cut by his own hand. "Just, surprised by the difference of her childhood memories and my own, sometimes."
With this overshadowing easier ideas of magic wardrobes, Kaisel can't help but wonder aloud. "I am curious though, what earns me the right, Mateo?"
There's darkness in the distance
I'm beggin' for forgiveness
But I know I might resist it
I'm beggin' for forgiveness
But I know I might resist it
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
