Mateo
Mateo merely sits there for a moment in silence, the quietly incredulous (and perhaps a little bit amused) expression remaining on his face, and as his father switches to the travelling tongue he throws his hands up and grins. "Ne sono quasi certo," he tells him, gesturing to the stems and following them with his fingers to where the buds will soon form. "Uno qui," he continues, pointing it out properly for Remi so he can't possibly mistake it for anything else, "e un altro là."
Settling back, he sighs with fond exasperation. "I promise I did not keep it from you for this long on purpose," he says through a laugh. "I really did think you would figure it out on your own. Flora was talking about getting extra of everything, just in case, but we both thought it was better that you knew what you were getting into for sure."
Reaching out and nudging Remi now, he can't hide the excitement in his smile. "The only thing I cannot tell you is what they will be or if they will be identical, but... congratulations?"
Settling back, he sighs with fond exasperation. "I promise I did not keep it from you for this long on purpose," he says through a laugh. "I really did think you would figure it out on your own. Flora was talking about getting extra of everything, just in case, but we both thought it was better that you knew what you were getting into for sure."
Reaching out and nudging Remi now, he can't hide the excitement in his smile. "The only thing I cannot tell you is what they will be or if they will be identical, but... congratulations?"
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
