Nice flex, but I don't fuck with all the vanity
Grimacing politely, Ever hopes never to be in a situation where Remi's impossible strength is useful. 'Okay...' He mumbles without conviction. "Maybe one day."
Glancing across at the way Mateo has transmuted his sandwich into a burrito, he peers into the Drop as the fish rush to the surface to gobble the bits of bread. "I like it. I know they seem a bit strict but...I always know what to expect from them, and that makes me feel..." Less anxious, but he doesn't quite have the forethought to describe it that way, so instead he says, "..safe." Which is about the same.
"That sounds good. Maybe you can make a centrepiece for the table from whatever you have growing? I know my mom would really like that." Even if it was mushrooms and sticks. "And then maybe we could all go for a walk in the Celestine and get hot chocolates."
Glancing across at the way Mateo has transmuted his sandwich into a burrito, he peers into the Drop as the fish rush to the surface to gobble the bits of bread. "I like it. I know they seem a bit strict but...I always know what to expect from them, and that makes me feel..." Less anxious, but he doesn't quite have the forethought to describe it that way, so instead he says, "..safe." Which is about the same.
"That sounds good. Maybe you can make a centrepiece for the table from whatever you have growing? I know my mom would really like that." Even if it was mushrooms and sticks. "And then maybe we could all go for a walk in the Celestine and get hot chocolates."
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