Even if Soh had known the intricacies of Mateo's life, she would have adored him all the same. Perhaps there was a certain blindness that came along with someone saving one's life; perhaps she was simply drawn to someone who seemed to be as vivacious and full of life as herself. Either way, there was little that Mateo could do to change Soh's opinion of him - at least in a negative way.
As he arrived, Soh smiled warmly at him. "It's a battle you seem to have won," she told him, admiring the cut of his figure in the crisp white shirt and black slacks. Together, they made quite the lovely pair, though Soh was never one to dwell on such things. "But no, I haven't been waiting long," she assured him. "I'm so glad to see you!" It felt like it had been ages since she'd left his house, broken and alone, and in a way, it had been. She felt like a different person, some days, full of grief and sadness and an anger that just would not dissipate.
But she didn't like to think of that, so she tended to shove it away into the corner of her mind where it couldn't bother her, which was difficult to do, given the role Mateo had played in what Soh had come to call 'The Incident.' Regardless of any inner turmoil, though, she kept a smile on her face for the botanist, and if a certain tiredness showed around her eyes, who could blame her?
As he arrived, Soh smiled warmly at him. "It's a battle you seem to have won," she told him, admiring the cut of his figure in the crisp white shirt and black slacks. Together, they made quite the lovely pair, though Soh was never one to dwell on such things. "But no, I haven't been waiting long," she assured him. "I'm so glad to see you!" It felt like it had been ages since she'd left his house, broken and alone, and in a way, it had been. She felt like a different person, some days, full of grief and sadness and an anger that just would not dissipate.
But she didn't like to think of that, so she tended to shove it away into the corner of her mind where it couldn't bother her, which was difficult to do, given the role Mateo had played in what Soh had come to call 'The Incident.' Regardless of any inner turmoil, though, she kept a smile on her face for the botanist, and if a certain tiredness showed around her eyes, who could blame her?
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