Mateo
"Mm," Mateo agrees, and they're both acting out a pantomime of politeness, because he doesn't really care either. "I don't think it has moved. There is an... uh, osservatorio in the city now, as big as the Tower. I think if it were moving there would have been a notice." You know, DANGER, THE CITY IS HURTLING THROUGH THE SKIES, or something.
It has been a while since Mateo was around devil-may-care Remi rather than everyone-cares-but-especially-me Everest, and the botanist finds himself smiling to hear the blase response to motherfucking dragons. "Oh, I have missed them as well," he says of Sugar and Oria, before starting to track Remi's right hand with increasing amusement.
"Did Ludo give you a possessed new arm?" he asks. "Because I do not like any of the gods, but that is very cool."
It has been a while since Mateo was around devil-may-care Remi rather than everyone-cares-but-especially-me Everest, and the botanist finds himself smiling to hear the blase response to motherfucking dragons. "Oh, I have missed them as well," he says of Sugar and Oria, before starting to track Remi's right hand with increasing amusement.
"Did Ludo give you a possessed new arm?" he asks. "Because I do not like any of the gods, but that is very cool."
i've told you time and time again
i'm not as think as you drunk i am
i'm not as think as you drunk i am
