EVEREST
"Do you know better?" Ever wonders, before his look of concentration is broken by a small chuckle. "I'll admit, Mateo has only just begun to explain the intricacies of flirting with me, but given what I know, were I to flirt with anyone, it would most certainly be you." It's the sort of easy admission that Ever hears flowing from his lips all too commonly these days. Boyishly said and with the sort of naive infatuation of a schoolboy confessing his love for his teacher, so too does Ever smile softly at Isla. Somewhere there's a caged voice ringing all sorts of alarm bells, but it's buried down so far beneath the veil of violet that the aviator is entirely unbothered by the chains of his anxiety.
"Even if you knew part of your decision was influenced by what you saw and felt in virtue of their manipulations?" Posed as a casual question rather than the sort which would once have seen Everest pulling out his notebook, now the aviator just shrugs as he continues to sway softly with the music rolling from his fingertips.
"Even if you knew part of your decision was influenced by what you saw and felt in virtue of their manipulations?" Posed as a casual question rather than the sort which would once have seen Everest pulling out his notebook, now the aviator just shrugs as he continues to sway softly with the music rolling from his fingertips.
the boards will still creak
the leaves will still die
the leaves will still die
