[ Matthew angelic curls and face alone are enough to score him a blanket and a spot near a fire, his innocence and good manners were just icing on the cake, but even so for once in his life sleep isn't coming to him easily. Maybe it's the excitement (a mild word for it, to say the least) of the day, or the roots poking into his back, or the random bursts of chattiness from his daemon.
Whatever the reason, he's not sleeping, but instead meandering around with the blanket wrapped around him like a cloak and an overly large butterfly clinging to his shoulder, and that's how he stumbles into the clearing.
Whoa, that's a nice bed there. He only knows one person who could magic a bed out of thin air like that; a smile stretches across his face and he starts jogging forward eagerly. ]
Ro--
[ No, it's not Ronan. He realizes it right away, the second he catches a better glimpse of the person seated on the mattress, and abruptly stops. ]
No way, [ he breathes, stunned. Even Matthew, sweet, stupid Matthew, has the split second thought: it's a trick. But that's not enough to keep him still, he starts back towards the center of the clearing almost immediately, picking up his pace. ]
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Whatever the reason, he's not sleeping, but instead meandering around with the blanket wrapped around him like a cloak and an overly large butterfly clinging to his shoulder, and that's how he stumbles into the clearing.
Whoa, that's a nice bed there. He only knows one person who could magic a bed out of thin air like that; a smile stretches across his face and he starts jogging forward eagerly. ]
Ro--
[ No, it's not Ronan. He realizes it right away, the second he catches a better glimpse of the person seated on the mattress, and abruptly stops. ]
No way, [ he breathes, stunned. Even Matthew, sweet, stupid Matthew, has the split second thought: it's a trick. But that's not enough to keep him still, he starts back towards the center of the clearing almost immediately, picking up his pace. ]
Dad? [ Uncertain at first, and then-- ] Dad!