Everest
Swallowing hard, and hoping madly that Mateo or Fiadh might come screaming out of the trees at any moment, Ever doubles down on his lie and nods.
Ruffling his fingers over the pages of his notebook—he'd been drawing the Spire, so to hear Sam speak of it made him think he was peeking—Ever runs one hand through his curls in a soothing gesture. "Why...do you need to look at it, if you've seen it already?" He wonders, curious as to what Sam's fascination could be. Talk of the Core has his blue eyes widening all the more, intensely interested but appropriately wary of Sam. "I've heard of the Core. It exploded and now it's somewhere else and that's where all the ascended souls are kept."
Ruffling his fingers over the pages of his notebook—he'd been drawing the Spire, so to hear Sam speak of it made him think he was peeking—Ever runs one hand through his curls in a soothing gesture. "Why...do you need to look at it, if you've seen it already?" He wonders, curious as to what Sam's fascination could be. Talk of the Core has his blue eyes widening all the more, intensely interested but appropriately wary of Sam. "I've heard of the Core. It exploded and now it's somewhere else and that's where all the ascended souls are kept."
