[ Matt isn't afraid of Tezcatlipoca--of course. But a hint of apprehension slides down his spine as Tezca steps through his spellwork with feline disregard, coming well into his personal bubble. Matt looks at him quizzically, searching for clues in his blue, blue eyes. Sharp and bright as pieces of sky.
Then Tezca ruffles his hair. Matt exhales in a soft huff--a bit mystified, but hardly about to protest the gesture. The gathering tension slides out of his shoulders.
His brow furrows when Tezcatlipoca mentions finding this phenomenon familiar. That's news to him, he's pretty sure. Matt's about to follow up with questions--what's familiar specifically, what bets did he place--when Tezca turns back to look at him. And Matt grins, puzzled. ]
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Then Tezca ruffles his hair. Matt exhales in a soft huff--a bit mystified, but hardly about to protest the gesture. The gathering tension slides out of his shoulders.
His brow furrows when Tezcatlipoca mentions finding this phenomenon familiar. That's news to him, he's pretty sure. Matt's about to follow up with questions--what's familiar specifically, what bets did he place--when Tezca turns back to look at him. And Matt grins, puzzled. ]
You want me to boss you around?