Mateo
"Mm, it was still teaching me things even as late as last week," Mateo adds, though the slant of his smile suggests that he deserves Kai's sure, sure for that remark. Wiping off his hands now he's finished his dessert and turning to appraise the crates anew, he reaches into his pocket for a bit of pink chalk he'd been using before his friend called up to him, marking boxes to go downstairs with a bright X. "Teach you to sail?" he repeats with an arched eyebrow. "Are you getting yourself a skyship?"
His dimpled grin softens as Kai clarifies, and he nods to the other man. "She did not tell me, but I cannot wait to hear the story firsthand," he says, giving a quick and wary glance around at La Verbena, as if easily able to imagine the damage even a small starwhale might cause. "And I know the feeling, where the most useful thing you can do aboard is to stay out of the way. I would be happy to teach you, once I have moved everything back off it and there is room." Right now he'd be trying to teach Kai to navigate around several species of philodendron, and that will make a sometimes-complex task even more difficult.
"Ah, I doubt Flora would want to put her own house at risk. She never lived in Stormbreak so it is fair game - Wildering House is more valuable," he says easily, straightening up from a crate just as Kai goes rifling around in his endless backpack. Mateo watches with amusement to see almost his entire arm disappear into it - as an owner of a bag of holding himself, he's familiar with rummaging and hoping for the best.
His eyes widen a fraction at the glass ball, the botanist taking it between his hands (tucking the chalk behind his ears to do so, leaving a pastel pink streak). "Like a memory snowglobe?" He smirks. "Gods, my happiest memory with her? There are so many to choose from. But since we are on the subject, I also taught her to sail properly..." It's easy to bring it to the forefront of his mind, the memory playing out before him within the crystal.
Mateo offers a memory of him teaching Flora to fly on La Verbena!
i'll rig the game for you
His dimpled grin softens as Kai clarifies, and he nods to the other man. "She did not tell me, but I cannot wait to hear the story firsthand," he says, giving a quick and wary glance around at La Verbena, as if easily able to imagine the damage even a small starwhale might cause. "And I know the feeling, where the most useful thing you can do aboard is to stay out of the way. I would be happy to teach you, once I have moved everything back off it and there is room." Right now he'd be trying to teach Kai to navigate around several species of philodendron, and that will make a sometimes-complex task even more difficult.
"Ah, I doubt Flora would want to put her own house at risk. She never lived in Stormbreak so it is fair game - Wildering House is more valuable," he says easily, straightening up from a crate just as Kai goes rifling around in his endless backpack. Mateo watches with amusement to see almost his entire arm disappear into it - as an owner of a bag of holding himself, he's familiar with rummaging and hoping for the best.
His eyes widen a fraction at the glass ball, the botanist taking it between his hands (tucking the chalk behind his ears to do so, leaving a pastel pink streak). "Like a memory snowglobe?" He smirks. "Gods, my happiest memory with her? There are so many to choose from. But since we are on the subject, I also taught her to sail properly..." It's easy to bring it to the forefront of his mind, the memory playing out before him within the crystal.
Mateo offers a memory of him teaching Flora to fly on La Verbena!
i'll rig the game for you
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
