MATEO
"OoOoOo. Does she like you?" Mateo asks without being able to help himself, his dimples showing briefly before the reality of leaving school and growing up and all that entails comes crashing down before him. And honestly, Ever does anything but help, the boy swallowing hard and kicking at a bit of soil on the ground. "Non lo so, Ever! Voglio viaggiare, ma mi piace anche la scuola!" It comes out garbled and making zero sense, of course, and the boy resists the urge to knock something off one of the shelves.
"I just... I did not know how long we were expected to be at school. Some of the dragoons look really young. I was not sure ho wlong I had to decide..." Puffing out his cheeks and folding his arms across his chest, he manages a quick smile back at his friend. "At least you know what you're doing, mm?"
"I just... I did not know how long we were expected to be at school. Some of the dragoons look really young. I was not sure ho wlong I had to decide..." Puffing out his cheeks and folding his arms across his chest, he manages a quick smile back at his friend. "At least you know what you're doing, mm?"
the earth has music for those who listen
