Everest
Mateo asks all the questions that instantly spring to Ever's mind. Planting seemed very vague in this context. If all planting required was a bit of dirt and water, then yes, presumably you could plant people. 'nnnnn.' The boy hums approvingly, the tilt of his head toward his friend indicating he was still listening even though his eyes were focused intently on the (as of yet) empty glass structure.
Feeling the warm bloom of soon-to-be-sweat on the back of his neck, Everest glances around and realizes that while he's been in a daze, Mateo has lit a fire. That would explain why he was so warm all of a sudden. Belatedly mirroring his friend and shluffing off his warm clothes, Ever folds his things neatly and stacks them by the door. 'A girl?' Ever turns, looking unsettled. 'I met a girl who said she fought a vampire gourd.' He says with a shiver of horror. "We could always get some from the Celestine. I was just there, and lots of the exhibits from Hak Etme and the jungle don't have any snow in them at all."
Feeling the warm bloom of soon-to-be-sweat on the back of his neck, Everest glances around and realizes that while he's been in a daze, Mateo has lit a fire. That would explain why he was so warm all of a sudden. Belatedly mirroring his friend and shluffing off his warm clothes, Ever folds his things neatly and stacks them by the door. 'A girl?' Ever turns, looking unsettled. 'I met a girl who said she fought a vampire gourd.' He says with a shiver of horror. "We could always get some from the Celestine. I was just there, and lots of the exhibits from Hak Etme and the jungle don't have any snow in them at all."
the words you speak
become the house you live in
become the house you live in
