[Mattias hears it. It seeps into how he speaks, the way his eyes shine. He reeks of it and it's all Mattias can do to listen. Smiling, he looks down, picking up his glass once more.]
I don't know. [He raises his head and with it, his glass.] All I know is that words like that bring you closer to it.
[His grin turns lopsided, his glass clinks against Oren's own.] Cheers.
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Date: 2015-05-06 07:18 am (UTC)I don't know. [He raises his head and with it, his glass.] All I know is that words like that bring you closer to it.
[His grin turns lopsided, his glass clinks against Oren's own.] Cheers.