Mateo
"...e così le ho detto che ero già sposato. So you see, it simply would not h..." Mateo's kitten conversation ends rather abruptly when the feline leaps down from the wall (it's because of Remi's arrival, but he doesn't know that yet). "Che maleducato," he remarks, turning to follow the cat's departure - and finding himself eye to eye with the Lullaby.
Or, well - eye to shoulder, really, because Mateo is not a tall man, but it takes little effort to lift his gaze to meet Remi's. "Papà," he all but blurts in his surprise, which is absolutely not how he had imagined this going when he was practicing in his mirror that morning. "Er, I mean... Buon pomeriggio. I did not... well, I was not expecting you to just..."
Gesturing vaguely with his arms as if to indicate the Lullaby's sudden appearance, Mateo feels suddenly more like a child than ever.
Or, well - eye to shoulder, really, because Mateo is not a tall man, but it takes little effort to lift his gaze to meet Remi's. "Papà," he all but blurts in his surprise, which is absolutely not how he had imagined this going when he was practicing in his mirror that morning. "Er, I mean... Buon pomeriggio. I did not... well, I was not expecting you to just..."
Gesturing vaguely with his arms as if to indicate the Lullaby's sudden appearance, Mateo feels suddenly more like a child than ever.
i've told you time and time again
i'm not as think as you drunk i am
i'm not as think as you drunk i am
