the earth has music for those who listen
"Sunjata," Mateo repeats, like he's trying the name on for size. He must like it, because the smile doesn't leave his face, and he steps closer too so they can examine the snake together. "It seems friendly, doesn't it?" he says, the reptile slithering up to nose at the Flood. And around them, the distinct scent of peppermint appears, Mateo raising his eyebrows at the smell of it.
"You did?" He tilts his head, bemused to hear that a stranger has known him since he was so small. "Was it in Stormbreak?" he wonders. "You must be a friend of my dads." Maybe another member of the Order - maybe even a dragoon! "Oh - I think he wants to say hello." This of course is said about the snake, who is trying to loop itself around Sunjata by now.
"You did?" He tilts his head, bemused to hear that a stranger has known him since he was so small. "Was it in Stormbreak?" he wonders. "You must be a friend of my dads." Maybe another member of the Order - maybe even a dragoon! "Oh - I think he wants to say hello." This of course is said about the snake, who is trying to loop itself around Sunjata by now.
