In a small, damp box room, Mateo sat leaning against the wall. His gaze was lethargic and empty, flat and straight ahead. While his head began to fill with various tragedies that most likely showed him how to die. And of course it was at the hands of Rhys.
Finding out Rhys' whereabouts and finding out what kind of creature he really was. It was truly a mission that he accepted to deliver his own life.
"Why ask what kind of creature Rhys really is? It's obvious he's a heartless and heartless creature," Mateo said to himself.
While still in Orlin and given the mission, Mateo would eagerly carry it out. However, once he was in that situation, he regretted accepting the offer to do the mission.
"If Rhys had known that I could really be used and would always stand by his side, he wouldn't have treated me like this. How can he trust Ryan more than me who can obviously be more sincere?" she continued to nag herself.
