Mateo
"Well," Mateo says softly, picking at a loose thread on his outfit and wondering whether it would all unravel if he plucked at the wrong part of it. "I think perhaps your mother is right when it comes to this sort of thing in general. But you do not have to be that kind of person, Everest. You just need to know a few answers for a very specific test, and then that is it." Just like studying for a topic he's unfamiliar about, right?
Beaming as Ever reaches for the balloon, Mateo surrenders it willingly and settles at last, leaning back on his hands to gaze up at the sky - a brilliant blue today, as it happens. "Mm... me? Oh, well, I made an outfit out of flowers and took it to the Oerwoud for some feast with Ghilio," he explains, like it's an everyday occurrence. "I replanted them all afterwards, of course. I met a cartographer too - that is someone who makes maps. And I brought someone back to life."
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Beaming as Ever reaches for the balloon, Mateo surrenders it willingly and settles at last, leaning back on his hands to gaze up at the sky - a brilliant blue today, as it happens. "Mm... me? Oh, well, I made an outfit out of flowers and took it to the Oerwoud for some feast with Ghilio," he explains, like it's an everyday occurrence. "I replanted them all afterwards, of course. I met a cartographer too - that is someone who makes maps. And I brought someone back to life."
Context? Who needs it?
i've told you time and time again
i'm not as think as you drunk i am
i'm not as think as you drunk i am
