Nice flex, but I don't fuck with all the vanity
"I doubt it. That doesn't sound like my dad." Ever says with a shake of his head. "He doesn't like to be around people or be touched." He adds with a shrug. "But if he worked there in any capacity I'm sure he'll know more." Finn always knew more. It was one of the things Ever loved most about him.
Eyeing his friend skeptically, knowing that while Mateo's lies weren't ever malicious that they could still be dangerous, Ever twitches his lips. "Okay. But nothing that smells too strong either. My dad says things like that give him a headache." Tapping his finger on the table, a thought occurs to him just then which, of course, he immediately shares. "Do you think there are any plants that would like to live on a skyship? Or would they not like to be moved around like that? Staying put is sort of...a plant thing, right?"
Eyeing his friend skeptically, knowing that while Mateo's lies weren't ever malicious that they could still be dangerous, Ever twitches his lips. "Okay. But nothing that smells too strong either. My dad says things like that give him a headache." Tapping his finger on the table, a thought occurs to him just then which, of course, he immediately shares. "Do you think there are any plants that would like to live on a skyship? Or would they not like to be moved around like that? Staying put is sort of...a plant thing, right?"
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