Mateo
Should'a seen what I wore
I had a cane and a party hat
I had a cane and a party hat
By the time Soh returns, Mateo will be taking a merrily whistling kettle off the stove and pouring the hot water over their mugs, which have been helpfully filled with try tea leaves (and maybe a pinch of dreamdust, you know, to calm down). He's also helpfully taken down a wooden box that has been decorated with precise handwriting; if one looks close enough, the writing turns out to be instructions on how to perform various types of first aid.
"Of course you can," he tells her of her old clothes. "You can toss them out a window if you like - they will be drawn into the Arclight once the wind catches them." Such is the benefit of living on the Falling, right? "I have a few things here too that you can use to clean yourself up, if you want." He pats the box.
As for being in trouble, Mateo brings box and teacups to his patchwork couch and sits down, setting the objects on an upturned crate and patting the space next to him. "I do not think you will be," he assures her. "But if you are worried, I will tell them for you. I will not even mention your name. My father used to... well, he knows the dragoons very well." He used to lead Stormbreak, lol, isn't something he likes bringing up, honestly.
"Of course you can," he tells her of her old clothes. "You can toss them out a window if you like - they will be drawn into the Arclight once the wind catches them." Such is the benefit of living on the Falling, right? "I have a few things here too that you can use to clean yourself up, if you want." He pats the box.
As for being in trouble, Mateo brings box and teacups to his patchwork couch and sits down, setting the objects on an upturned crate and patting the space next to him. "I do not think you will be," he assures her. "But if you are worried, I will tell them for you. I will not even mention your name. My father used to... well, he knows the dragoons very well." He used to lead Stormbreak, lol, isn't something he likes bringing up, honestly.
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
