Mateo
Should'a seen what I wore
I had a cane and a party hat
I had a cane and a party hat
"You are speshuler," Mateo informs his sister with a raise of his glass and a wink. "And it is not deflection - I just want to be able to appraise any of the Doubletake's potential suitors. Just because we are in Torchline it does not mean anyone is good enough for you."
Which would be a potentially interesting thread of conversation to tug at, if things hadn't taken a nosedive then and there. What Flora doesn't say serves well enough to freeze over the warmth and camaraderie between them, and Mateo takes a measured swallow of his drink before speaking.
"I take it that you have not, then? Talked to him?" he says softly. "Maybe he thinks you do not want to speak to him? But I... either way, that is shitty. I am sorry." Considering for a moment, he tries on a smirk. "You could gatecrash the Cordillera when I go, if you want."
Which would be a potentially interesting thread of conversation to tug at, if things hadn't taken a nosedive then and there. What Flora doesn't say serves well enough to freeze over the warmth and camaraderie between them, and Mateo takes a measured swallow of his drink before speaking.
"I take it that you have not, then? Talked to him?" he says softly. "Maybe he thinks you do not want to speak to him? But I... either way, that is shitty. I am sorry." Considering for a moment, he tries on a smirk. "You could gatecrash the Cordillera when I go, if you want."
I was the king of this hologram
where there's no such thing as getting out of hand
where there's no such thing as getting out of hand
