My spores been growing by the day; my days been shining bright
"Well, I..." Mateo blinks, as if Ever has just this minute brought up a very good point that he definitely perhaps ought to have considered before he went out to the Feverlands in the first place. "...I will have to find a synthetic food source," he says logically enough after an uncomfortable period of silence. "The books in the Archive must have something about that, right?"
He hopes so, before the Devil's Klaw breaks out in the middle of the night and tries to climb onto his fathers' faces. Not his own, naturally. Mateo's sleeping mask would prevent that. (One of the girls at Molly's told him about them, and he's sure it's stopping him from getting wrinkles, since he hasn't found a single one).
"Hallo!" he chimes to the Dragoon guards as they swan back into Stormbreak - and it's at this point, at least, that they are stopped by a couple of them and ushered away to be offered water and a sit down. It's one thing for two boys to come sliming up to the gates, but when they are Taliesin and Hart boys, it's another matter entirely.
He hopes so, before the Devil's Klaw breaks out in the middle of the night and tries to climb onto his fathers' faces. Not his own, naturally. Mateo's sleeping mask would prevent that. (One of the girls at Molly's told him about them, and he's sure it's stopping him from getting wrinkles, since he hasn't found a single one).
"Hallo!" he chimes to the Dragoon guards as they swan back into Stormbreak - and it's at this point, at least, that they are stopped by a couple of them and ushered away to be offered water and a sit down. It's one thing for two boys to come sliming up to the gates, but when they are Taliesin and Hart boys, it's another matter entirely.
mateo!
