Mateo
It isn't small talk so much as it's a recital of an encyclopaedia, but Mateo loves it all the same. Perhaps others might find Ever's voice equally as soothing, but for now he's sort of glad that the other man doesn't want to hop on Bumble to be bossed around by some girl who probably won't get him. It means he gets to hear about the Atlas moth and the butterflies, and they stroll off to the exhibit without any complaint from him.
"Do you think that we will see the Atlas moth in the butterfly house?" he wonders, smiling as it comes into view, though as a couple of men pass and give them a look that Mateo would usually shrug off or not even notice (two guys walking arm in arm, you know exactly the look), he instead carefully extracts himself from Ever.
"I know a trick to help the butterflies land on you. You want to know what it is?"
"Do you think that we will see the Atlas moth in the butterfly house?" he wonders, smiling as it comes into view, though as a couple of men pass and give them a look that Mateo would usually shrug off or not even notice (two guys walking arm in arm, you know exactly the look), he instead carefully extracts himself from Ever.
"I know a trick to help the butterflies land on you. You want to know what it is?"
i've told you time and time again
i'm not as think as you drunk i am
i'm not as think as you drunk i am
