MATEO
"But you just said..." Mateo frowns, before giving up and shaking his head, feeling it better to drop the subject than to try and keep making all the wrong points. "Oh." Not having realised that the other aspect of Frey was the terrible implications kind, Mateo nods mostly to himself. The shot at Sunjata is mostly missed on him, given that he has had only limited contact with the Flood in his past, but he understands the implied vitriol.
"Then that is what I will do," he decides, his eyes back out on the skyships drifting through the clouds as they come into port. Perhaps it is because he already sees the greenhouse as his own, having lived there alone for a fair part of his formative years, that he doesn't consider the need to move or to create a new space. Or perhaps he is learning that there are some things that he ought to downplay, to avoid conversations like this one.
"Shall we go and see Dad and Everest?" he asks with a smile, abandoning his half finished drink.
"Then that is what I will do," he decides, his eyes back out on the skyships drifting through the clouds as they come into port. Perhaps it is because he already sees the greenhouse as his own, having lived there alone for a fair part of his formative years, that he doesn't consider the need to move or to create a new space. Or perhaps he is learning that there are some things that he ought to downplay, to avoid conversations like this one.
"Shall we go and see Dad and Everest?" he asks with a smile, abandoning his half finished drink.
the earth has music for those who listen
