"Hey, don't call my friend that!"
Quite which insult Mateo is referring to is unclear, given how many are being thrown Ever's way, but his steps are indignant nonetheless as he marches over to where the other boy sits. Theres a half-eaten gingerbread man in one of his hands, and a second in a paper wrap in the other. It had taken a little while to find Ever today, but slowly Mateo's learning that the other boy mostly hangs out in places where kids don't really belong.
Hence why they're here, on the Righteous Road. "What you doing?" he asks, before glancing up at the Abandoned a second time. "My nonna can do magic," he calls. "Can't you do some to get out of that?"
Quite which insult Mateo is referring to is unclear, given how many are being thrown Ever's way, but his steps are indignant nonetheless as he marches over to where the other boy sits. Theres a half-eaten gingerbread man in one of his hands, and a second in a paper wrap in the other. It had taken a little while to find Ever today, but slowly Mateo's learning that the other boy mostly hangs out in places where kids don't really belong.
Hence why they're here, on the Righteous Road. "What you doing?" he asks, before glancing up at the Abandoned a second time. "My nonna can do magic," he calls. "Can't you do some to get out of that?"
