the earth has music for those who listen
"Then there's no worry about making you even more comfortable, is there?" Mateo smiles cheekily. Later he'll reflect that Ever could probably just sleep at the end of his bed as a dog on their imaginary skyship, but for now a few squishy pillows seem fine. "Oh - of course, yeah, the nature one," Mateo says with a gentle nod. "I don't know what the other one is even for." You will in time though, kid.
Snow parents, of course. "Mi dispiace molto. We will go and visit our snow parents," he corrects himself. Nestling further beneath his scarf and grinning, he glances across at Ever, both surprised and delighted by the frankness of his response - and by the suggestion of the promise. "Absolutely," he says instantly, before the other boy can take it back.
Sticking out his mittened hand for Ever to shake, Mateo gives a grave nod. "I promise to always be bestfriends, no matter what."
Snow parents, of course. "Mi dispiace molto. We will go and visit our snow parents," he corrects himself. Nestling further beneath his scarf and grinning, he glances across at Ever, both surprised and delighted by the frankness of his response - and by the suggestion of the promise. "Absolutely," he says instantly, before the other boy can take it back.
Sticking out his mittened hand for Ever to shake, Mateo gives a grave nod. "I promise to always be bestfriends, no matter what."
