…Huh.

[ He’d been half-joking to himself about associating this weird kid with Daybit, but he gets more of an answer than he expects, and it’s definitely familiar. The circumstances are different, of course, and Tezcatlipoca figures that’s what changes the tenor of their outlooks. Daybit is more measured and stoic out of necessity over anything else, but even though he might not describe himself that way… Tezcatipoca had always seen him as an optimist. A weird one, sure, but an admirable one all the same.

So. With a laugh, and maybe it’s a punishment for having that kind of association in the first place, Tezcatlipoca reaches out to Flat to—

…Ruffle his hair. Flat is going to have to learn to dodge the gesture too, help. ]

That’s the spirit. Live it up while you can.

[ He at least won’t be Turbo Annoying by letting the ruffle linger, so he pulls back his hand with a snicker and shoves his hands into his pockets, since Flat is probably, uh. Perplexed. ]

So. No reason to hang around down here. Whaddya say I take you to one of the cities? You like sunshine or moonlight?