"Mm, he likes to play his guitar. And to take notes on things. We hang out in my dad's shop sometimes, and he helps me plant seeds and water all the herbs. Your vampire gourd seeds are in the soil!" He grins, like she might like to know that, though he can only shrug airily to hear that he knows things. "I just hear a lot of stories," he says. He reads them, actually, but he's been known to eavesdrop too.
While Paige talks about the Rainbow Road and searches for sticks, Mateo is carrot hunting. It's true, he does steal the nose from another snowman, but it's fine right? Right. "A gift from Frey?" he repeats, resisting the urge to scrunch his nose. He tries not to get involved in too much god stuff. "He'll probably do tests on it," he says of the water, plonking the carrot between their snowman's eyes.
"There! Now he just needs a smile."
While Paige talks about the Rainbow Road and searches for sticks, Mateo is carrot hunting. It's true, he does steal the nose from another snowman, but it's fine right? Right. "A gift from Frey?" he repeats, resisting the urge to scrunch his nose. He tries not to get involved in too much god stuff. "He'll probably do tests on it," he says of the water, plonking the carrot between their snowman's eyes.
"There! Now he just needs a smile."
