flora
An apology is about the last thing that Flora expects to hear from Mateo such it deflates the wind from her sales and has her visibly hardening in response as if to protect herself from whatever sort of trick this might be. As he continues the girl lowers her gaze to her basket where she begins to adjust the corners of the blanket therein, biting at the inside of her lip and waiting for the other shoe to drop.
When it doesn't and silence fills the gap between them, Flora swallows hard, and then dry swallows again. "You could never be Enzo." She murmurs softly, lips plumped downward into a frown. "You're not tall enough." Had her tone been different this might have sounded like a snipe, but softly said as it was, perhaps Mateo might see it for the tentative step toward this being a real conversation as she meant it to be.
"I mean, you're here now, but then you'll just..go back to Stormbreak." Flora points out, flashing her eyes up to his before looking back into her basket that he might not be able to read the rest of the thought in her eyes.
When it doesn't and silence fills the gap between them, Flora swallows hard, and then dry swallows again. "You could never be Enzo." She murmurs softly, lips plumped downward into a frown. "You're not tall enough." Had her tone been different this might have sounded like a snipe, but softly said as it was, perhaps Mateo might see it for the tentative step toward this being a real conversation as she meant it to be.
"I mean, you're here now, but then you'll just..go back to Stormbreak." Flora points out, flashing her eyes up to his before looking back into her basket that he might not be able to read the rest of the thought in her eyes.
what doesn't kill me makes
me want you more
me want you more
