champagne, cocaine, gasoline; and most things in between
"You are the one who ought to be grateful, believe me," Mateo says with a catlike smile for her in return. They might not be the same partners each time - and they might not even always be in Wildering House - but Torchline certainly has her share of treasures, and Mateo has made it his mission to sample as many of them as he can. As for his flower arranging, he stifles the urge to argue to instead shoot her with a radiant and dimpled grin. "You remembered their names," he chimes, like she's remembered the names of his children, and leaves it at that.
Good thing too, because speaking of children--
"I will not," he says, grinning and scooting to the edge of his chair as if delivering important news - because in his mind, this is the most important news since learning of their own sibling...s. "They had a perfect little girl," he gushes, "and they have called her Fern. Fern Lockwood-Hart. I have not met her yet - I imagine that Ever and Isla will want some time just for them - but I will be visiting as soon as I am allowed. Everything went well though, from what I can gather. No complications."
Good thing too, because speaking of children--
"I will not," he says, grinning and scooting to the edge of his chair as if delivering important news - because in his mind, this is the most important news since learning of their own sibling...s. "They had a perfect little girl," he gushes, "and they have called her Fern. Fern Lockwood-Hart. I have not met her yet - I imagine that Ever and Isla will want some time just for them - but I will be visiting as soon as I am allowed. Everything went well though, from what I can gather. No complications."
