My spores been growing by the day; my days been shining bright
The idea - like its contents, ironically - takes seed and blooms in Mateo's mind almost instantly, and the soft grumble that leaves the boy's throat is one of annoyance and excitement in one. "If only we had begun sooner," he murmurs, his mind already beginning to whir with the prospect of collecting a library of all of Caido's flora. "There is so little time..."
Turning as if to begin a master sheet of such a library, Mateo only remembers that he's still caught beneath his father's touch as he accidentally pulls against it. Blinking, the boy turns and moves back into Remi's arms, hugging him tightly. "Thanks, Dad," he mumbles into his shirt. "I'll behave in the Haven, I promise."
Turning as if to begin a master sheet of such a library, Mateo only remembers that he's still caught beneath his father's touch as he accidentally pulls against it. Blinking, the boy turns and moves back into Remi's arms, hugging him tightly. "Thanks, Dad," he mumbles into his shirt. "I'll behave in the Haven, I promise."
mateo!
