“Again, we don’t know that much about each other, but from what I’ve seen, yes, you’ve done some things you’re not proud of, but you know that you did wrong and you’re trying to be a better person, like how you tried to understand the furries better this weekend. You might be a fool for cornering a jaguar in a bathroom and trying to make friends with it, but that makes you a good-natured fool. You’re sweet, Dazi, and I really, really hope this works out because I want to spend more time with you, too.”
Dazi was tingling from head to toe. He was so caught up in Mateo’s praise that for a moment he believed they had passed the shamans’ tests and everything was going to be fine. That was the reality he wanted to experience, ephemeral as it may be. “Do you want to hear about the first time I wore my mountain lion skin?” he asked.
“I’d love to.”