Mateo
"You are too kind," Mateo purrs. "Though I am glad you think so, else I would risk making you seem untidy. You look beautiful." And there's nothing but sincerity in his kohl-lined eyes as he takes her in, knowing better than to insinuate anything other than platonic ease given what she's endured as of late. "And I you," he assures her, glancing to the server who approaches and offering them a dimpled smile.
Accepting the menu they offer and perusing it with gold-polished nails, the botanist raises his eyebrows to Soh as if to ask what she'd like to drink. "We could share a carafe of wine?" he offers. "The red here is quite good, but I am happy to take your lead." Once they have decided and the server withdraws to give them time to peruse the menu further, Mateo lets his voice soften.
"How have you been?"
Accepting the menu they offer and perusing it with gold-polished nails, the botanist raises his eyebrows to Soh as if to ask what she'd like to drink. "We could share a carafe of wine?" he offers. "The red here is quite good, but I am happy to take your lead." Once they have decided and the server withdraws to give them time to peruse the menu further, Mateo lets his voice soften.
"How have you been?"
I wanna wake up
Can't even tell if this is a dream
Can't even tell if this is a dream
