the earth has music for those who listen
"But nothing," Mateo says kindly, already snagging some chocolate so he can snack as well (and so that Ever won't feel so self conscious about eating, not that he thinks he'll notice right now). "It's just a houseplant. I thought it would be nice for you to have something in here to remind you of me. And maybe after lunch we could go out for a walk and see the big greenhouse?" If, you know, it still exists.
But then ooop, here comes a dragon to ruin everyone's day, and Mateo skitters across to fold himself onto Ever's bed next to his friend before his mind catches up. "What," he blurts. "You moved to a place where dragons drop half dead ursur into fountains?" Who's shitty idea was this? Mateo hates it. "Do you want to come and visit me instead next time?"
But then ooop, here comes a dragon to ruin everyone's day, and Mateo skitters across to fold himself onto Ever's bed next to his friend before his mind catches up. "What," he blurts. "You moved to a place where dragons drop half dead ursur into fountains?" Who's shitty idea was this? Mateo hates it. "Do you want to come and visit me instead next time?"
