MATEO
Mateo doesn't order a Shirley Temple, but he ends up getting one anyway when his requests for anything with a higher (read: any) alcohol content are repeatedly denied. While Ever and Ronin have their little get together in a downstairs corner of the tavern, Mateo has requested that they sit on one of the upper levels, by a window, so he can watch merchants at their stalls.
"I am sorry that we were peeking," he murmurs, his gaze out the window, which is probably the only indication that he is feeling guilty. "I know it looked like Everest was leading us there, but it was only because I showed him the first time..." Kicking his heel back against the chair, he takes a long slurp of his drink.
"I am sorry that we were peeking," he murmurs, his gaze out the window, which is probably the only indication that he is feeling guilty. "I know it looked like Everest was leading us there, but it was only because I showed him the first time..." Kicking his heel back against the chair, he takes a long slurp of his drink.
the earth has music for those who listen
