the earth has music for those who listen
"Oh, it was? I must have been very small," Mateo concludes, already having pretty much confirmed this to himself, and he ducks under a snowy branch so he can lead them through the woods. Naturally, he moves without realising that he's very small compared to Sunjata, and the Flood might find the going a bit tough as Mateo squishes himself between trees and around snowdrifts.
It's with a dimpled grin that Mateo hears that Sunjata is Attuned, and he peers over his shoulder. "Lots of my friends are Attuned. At least the snake likes you!" he says; indeed, said snake is very much comfortable around its host's neck, and the red ribbons are fading from its scales. "King's End? Where the party was, at the end of Longheat?" He blinks. "That's a very long way."
It's with a dimpled grin that Mateo hears that Sunjata is Attuned, and he peers over his shoulder. "Lots of my friends are Attuned. At least the snake likes you!" he says; indeed, said snake is very much comfortable around its host's neck, and the red ribbons are fading from its scales. "King's End? Where the party was, at the end of Longheat?" He blinks. "That's a very long way."
