the horizon in my eyes

Everest

Opening his mouth to object, Everest is forced to promptly close it once more. Mateo is quite correct, there are in fact some things he does enjoy, like his notebooks and pens. What he had meant was that he didn't like trinkety things, but of course his verbal sloppiness in not being clearer in the beginning is what led to this argument, but before Ever could wordily clarify, Mateo was asking about the owlbear.

"Yes." Ever confirms about having run into the creature. He glances at Mateo, and while most in the changing room would likely think his gaze was one of a boyfriend checking out his partner, in fact Ever was trying to gauge if his swimming costume was appropriate. Deeming that it was (he'd seen Mateo wearing far less in any number of situations), he closes his locker and shrugs.

"Badly hurt when it first happened. But then this very rude man stabbed me with a healing spear, which admittedly helped." Ever explained this through clenched teeth, and it wouldn't take a particularly nuanced understanding of the aviator to guess his thoughts on Darkeye's "help". "She does. She set my ankle and healed some wounds which would have normally needed stitches." Concealed by his shirt, Ever gestures towards his ribs.

If I told you that you'd do nothing with it
I'd still be that cigarette that you couldn't finish