the earth has music for those who listen
Mateo hasn't seen the notice, regrettably, but he does spend a lot of time in the Celestine, and so of course he finds himself in Lena's general vicinity as she starts to set up her baskets and other activities. Intrigued, the boy trots closer, his Bag of Holding hoisted over one shoulder and a few sprigs of peppermint bark in his hand (he'd been collecting them for tea, or for his father to chew on).
"What are you doing?" he pipes up to Lena when he gets close enough, blue eyes roving over her equipment and materials. "Can I help?" Because of course he wants in on it if it looks like they're going to be able to collect things from within the Celestine.
"What are you doing?" he pipes up to Lena when he gets close enough, blue eyes roving over her equipment and materials. "Can I help?" Because of course he wants in on it if it looks like they're going to be able to collect things from within the Celestine.
