Let us begin the lesson immediately!

~ Please, sit. You are always welcome to meditate here with me. // read the pinned post before interacting.

[nailmaster-mato]

"... I'm impressed you found my sanctuary here at the top of the world ..."

welcome to the Nailmaster Mato RP or/and ask blog, run by @whokilledbone ( she > he and any prns ofc )

TAGS I USE :

(non) daily thoughts : #you honour me beyond words...

interacting w other blogs : #rest and mediate

ooc ( out of character ) : #ooc: bone-idle

questions : #well met, visitor!

questions ( anon ) : #well met, wanderer!

RULES :

ofc there is a SPOILERS for hk & hkss.

the blog's action takes place after "Dreams No More"

no NSFW. be nice, the blog runner is a MINOR.

ships are ok. however, dont expect a big interaction, as i dont intend to deviate from the character's personality. canonically, Mato isn't in love w anyone, meaning no conclusions can be drawn regarding his romantic preferences. just dont be mean and pushy.

i RARELY roleplayed and it was such a long time ago... and as someone who does it for fun... please, be patient. i also choose what to reply to myself, dont think that if yo send smth, yo will definitely get a reply. no offense. i have a personal life. hope for the best, but be the best, buddy.

sometimes i might feel tired of blogging, so i think there will be rests, also cuz of my studying.

as im still new to tumblr, there may be some mistakes in my posts. pls forgive me for that if it will be.

english is NOT my native language, but im sure that my knowledge of this language is still nice. sometimes i use a translator.

personally, i prefer not to get involved in long roleplaying, for example, w three or more blogs jus for now, ig. a quick reblog or short response is always my thing, perhaps as the blog develops i will open up for more.

doubles? appreciated. feel comfortable, dont be shy or/and afraid if yo also run blog w my character.

want to criticize my blog? pm to mod CONSTRUCTIVE criticism to the main blog. want anonymity? request box also open for criticism.

THE MAIN RULE :

have fun! 🎉

(pssst.... and one more thing.... if there are any changes, i will write them down on the counter....)

changes : 0

[nailmaster-mato]

mato eating a tomato... is this cannibalism...

"Cannibalism? Ah, n-no... I'm not a cannibal. Anyways... What is a tomato, hmm? That looks... amusing".

( ooc : GOSH YPURE GENIUS JAJHDJLSJAJA )

[nailmaster-mato]

Some bug throws a coffee at him

"Oh —"

...

"W-what was that?"

[ Nailmaster wasn't sold on whatever had just appeared in front of him. He looked around, thinking... ]

( ...No offense to the bug who gifted me this, because it actually smells great... but I shouldn't drink it... )

[nailmaster-mato]

does it get lonely up there in the cliffs? have you ever thought about getting a pet for company? :3

"A pet? Yeah... that actually sounds nice. Now that the infection has finally cleared out of everyone's heads, I could probably handle that".

"Maybe a tiktik or a crawlid. But flying ones — vengeflies, I mean... they just feel so ungrateful. And Baldurs? I’m not so sure. They get massive, don't they?"

"Oh, I’d want something... cuddly. Something that stays miniature. But could a bug from another area really adapt to life here in Howling Cliffs? If I brought one in from the outside. Hmm..."

"... I always end up remembering how much I loved gruzzers as a child".

[nailmaster-mato]

High five from my favourite Uncle Mato?

(and yes, Uncle. Oro's my dad!🥹....Surprise!!)

— @teawithkey

"U-uncle? Ah, I see".

[ Nailmaster gives a high five ]

( ... How did she find me? Hmm... I hope this child feels loved. And... I wondering... is she adopted or not? What a jolly one... )

[nailmaster-mato]

boops you

[ Nailmaster pulled away slightly, surprised by the unwanted touch ]

"Oh! Hmm... How can I help you, wanderer?.. Next time... ask if you want to do something like that, please".

[nailmaster-mato]

Hey Mato, I want to give you something

See ya

"Ah, thank you. I don't even know why I need to have this, but... I appreciate it, visitor".

[nailmaster-mato]

Doesnt it feel reallly hot wearing that nailmaster's cloak and headband on the whole time? Do you ever take it off?

"Maybe you're right... Then again, it doesn't get that warm in Howling Cliffs. My cloak actually does a solid job of keeping out the harsh winds and drafts".

[ Nailmaster paused. Without giving it a second thought, he added... ]

"Hmm... But I do tend to take it off to cool down after training. And oh, I usually take off my headband too..."

[nailmaster-mato]

*A sudden knocking came from outside, announcing the presence of a bug.

A moment of pause. Then a familiar shape emerged into the light of the hut. Sheo clutches his cloak and apron tightly as he enters, as if still afraid they'll be snatched by the strong gusts of wind from outside.

Upon seeing... him... his brother... he froze in his step. Memories of a younger Mato comes crashing in like a tidal wave. He has grown... so much... after all this time... it is hard to believe...

...

Despite his turmoil, he tried to remain as calm as possible, his hands gripping his traveler's bag tightly.*

It is nice to see you again, brother.

@paintmaster-sheo-official

[ It didn't take him long to come up to Sheo. As soon as Nailmaster saw how much he was carrying, Mato gently took the items from his claws before speaking ]

"Sheo, my brother! It's been a long time!"

[ Deciding not to make a big fuss, Mato set visitor's bag and other belongings down before pulling his brother into a warm embrace that quickly warmed Sheo from his journey through the cold wind-swept wasteland ]

"You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this! Feel free to make yourself at home, my dear, and you'll soon feel warm".

[ A brief silence prompted him to speak again. Nailmaster still hugged Sheo, not letting go ]

"Would you like to have some tea, hm-m? Please, don't hesitate!"

[ Rubs his cheek against other's forehead, pulling bug closer ]

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

*Despite his efforts, Mato's warm embrace and the press of his cheek against the forehead made Sheo's eyes creak with a huge and warm smile.

Arms relieved of the bag, he gently wrapped his claws around Mato, returning the hug.*

Likewise, brother... I have been waiting... too long... I am sorry I could not, did not, visit sooner.

*He gave Mato a final squeeze before slowly, regretfully, letting go of his hug.

The pinpricks of his coldness from outside have already started to fade in the warmth of the hut. He cleared his voice.*

Yes, I would like some tea! If... if it doesn't trouble you too much, that is.

*Sheo gestures to the bag in Mato's hand.*

I've also brought some art supplies. I had wanted to paint you... now that you are older... so I may never forget. Forgive me if that is a foolish notion.

I also brought something which you might enjoy... but perhaps you could bring out the tea first.

*The last sentence was said with a smile in his voice.*

[nailmaster-mato]

"You can't be serious! Are you going to... paint me?"

[ Nailmaster's face lit up at the very thought ]

"Of course, I wouldn't consider it a foolish notion, my brother. I suppose... this is your new passion? Oh, I'm sure you have talent, my dear!"

[ He carefully handed the backpack back to Sheo, releasing the strap only when he was sure Sheo had a firm grip on it ]

"But first, tea, yeah. Hm-m... what did you say? Something which I might enjoy?"

[ Curiosity crept into his voice, though Sheo couldn't catch his expression since Mato had already turned toward the far cabinet for the tea set ]

"Feel free to talk while I'm busy! Oh, you can use the pillows on the floor, I mean... make yourself comfortable".

[ He looked back over his shoulder ]

"...Don't be shy, tell me what's new!"

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

*Sheo couldn't say no to Mato's offer. He chose the closest pillow and sat by a small low table, the bag placed on his lap.*

I am now pursuing my true calling with the brush, but of that I'm sure you already know by now. Still, pupils sometimes come in expecting to find Nailmaster Sheo.

...

Other than that, nothing else. My apologies. I'm sure you expected more from the... oldest... amongst the three of us.

*The clattering of porcelain sounded from the cabinet as Mato prepared the tea. Absent-mindedly, Sheo opened the bag and rummaged inside in search of something. Should he tell him? About the Nailsmith? There was the small prick of anxiety, but Mato is his brother! And Mato was already very supportive of the Paintmaster's new passion.*

I have also been fortunate enough to find a... a partner. The... former Nailsmith from the City.

*His gaze snapped up to look at his brother, eyes gleaming, eager to change the topic.*

But enough about me! What about you, dear? How has being a Nailmaster been for you?

[nailmaster-mato]

[ Nailmaster caught his brother's embarrassment. Turning to him while stirring the fragrant herbs in a cup, Mato couldn't hide a smile. He knew he shouldn't pry, but it was obvious Sheo had intentionally changed the subject ]

"Hm-m, that's wonderful news! I'm so happy for you, my dear!"

[ It was time to open up about his own updates. He couldn't bring himself to admit that, despite all his promises, he hadn't actually rushed into mastering their Great Nailsage's teachings. Better to start small. Besides, Mato was completely fixated on Sheo's new partner ]

"...You were talking about the pupils. I had one like that... You should know how wonderful they are! As you probably know, I noticed that they had trained your Nail Art. I can't believe we're so lucky! But, hm-m..."

[ Nailmaster hesitated. There wasn't much to say, even though he had developed deep platonic feelings for his pupil ]

"Well, eh... I don't even know where they're gone now. Am I somehow worried about them?.. You should have seen how much I was filled with love when I realized a bond between us... I even dared to call them my child, can you imagine? And so. Their appearance in my life clarified a lot for me: it was as if I started seeing things differently. Some things that didn't make sense to me suddenly made sense".

[ Just as Mato began to drift into his own memories, he snapped back to his brother's news. A playful, knowing look returned to his face ]

"...Hey, that's not going to happen. You can't get away with it! I need to know if my brother is in good claws when he starts dating with someone! You know what to do. Tell me, if it's not too sensitive. The tea is almost ready, by the way..."

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

* The aroma of tea wafted through the hut. Sheo blinked dazedly, caught off guard by Mato's last statement. He chuckled. Of course, that's his little brother... always looking out for the family.*

I understand how you feel about that pupil of yours... and while I've never been as direct to them as you were, I certainly think of them fondly.

*He found what he was looking for and fished a jar from the bag and set it on the table. Its contents looked like... cookies? Freshly baked, too.*

That pupil... they've played a role in bringing us... the Nailsmith and I... together. I... do not think he'd like it if I went into details, but suffice to say, he was lost. Lost in his path, lost in his purpose in life.

I allowed him shelter at my place. Then we talked, and it turns out that he, too, has an interest in the arts. And now, we make art together!

I'll be forever indebted to the pupil for bringing joy to us both... Oh, and I'm sure you know that they mastered Oro's Nail Art, too! Hrm... I wonder how he is!

*The Paintmaster paused for a moment to study Mato's expression. He knew there had been some bad blood between him and Oro since the three parted ways, though he was unsure if the two had made up yet.*

My apologies if that is a sore subject...

[nailmaster-mato]

[ Swallowing his sudden shift in mood the moment Oro's name came up, Nailmaster quickly pivoted to the fascinating details of Sheo's meeting with his new partner ]

"Oh, you know, I'd honestly call it a godsend! You two are completely made for each other. Even the way our pupil played a role in this is just magical. It feels like everything was leading us toward this reunion from the very start!"

[ Mato could feel Sheo closely reading his reaction to the sudden mention of their other brother... ]

"Ah, about Oro. It's really not a sore subject, my dear... hm-m. I was actually glad to see how much our pupil's combat skills improved thanks to our brother — it definitely made them stronger".

...

"Sheo... I’m way past this feud, and I’m moving on, though I genuinely regret that things ended up this way. Life is just too short to waste on the kind of pride Oro's holding onto... I reached out, I tried to connect, but I hit a brick wall. There's nothing more I can do until he decides to take a step himself... anyway, nevermind. I always wish him the best, even if we don't talk the way we should".

[ His tone grew tense. Nailmaster bit his tongue to keep from venting his true feelings about the old feud; stooping that low while discussing about Oro with Sheo felt entirely wrong. He needed to change the subject, and fast ]

"...But at least I have you. I'm so inspired by what you're striving for, and seeing the shifts in your life — it hits close to home for me too, brother".

[ He softly brought up to himself Sheo's earlier mention of wanting to paint him... How exactly was he planning to do that? ]

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

*Sheo's claws clacked against the table. So be it. He closed his eyes briefly, remembering when Oro and Mato would team up against him in battle, fighting in tandem, a dance. It all seems so... far away now...*

*Mato's discomfort was palpable in his voice. Perhaps it would be wise not to push further on the matter.*

...I understand.

Your persistence in holding to master's teachings even after all this time... I give you my full respect for that, little brother.

*Seeing that Mato looked eager to change the subject, Sheo gestured with his chin to the jar of cookies he brought.*

I also brought cookies! After living off the limited variety of... squit meat... I also wanted to practise culinary arts, baking, and the like.

The spices used for these cookies are from the crops at Greenpath. As long as the cover remains airtight, they will be in good condition for a long time. I am... definitely not as masterful as I am with painting; even my love admits so, aha. But I hope they will serve as a refreshing treat for you compared to... whatever you can get in such a barren and hostile place to live. Perhaps... you can even give some to your pupils!

*A smile was in his voice when he said that. The Paintmaster then drew out a small canvas and art supplies.*

While waiting for the tea, I hope you won't mind if I get started on my painting? You do not need to stand still, and the process won't be as long as you expect; I wouldn't do it if such a thing inconvenienced you.

[nailmaster-mato]

[ Nailmaster was reasonably flattered by the compliment; in a way, it gave him just the push he needed to get back into training. He also quite liked Sheo's suggestion ]

"Yeah, go ahead! I'm amazed that you're able to do it so quickly... It's certainly a testament to your skill, my dear!"

[ Turning back to the cups, which were already filled with boiling water and herbs, Nailmaster could already smell the aroma of the tea being prepared. He also noticed the cookies that Sheo had mentioned ]

"Aw, that's so sweet of you, brother, thanks! Don't even worry, I bet they taste amazing!"

[ As he watched his brother diligently sketching, Mato smiled softly ]

"Help yourself to some tea whenever you're ready. Enjoy... I know it takes a bit to brew, but it's totally worth it. I accidentally poured you a little too much hot water, though, so my bad".

[ With that, he began to sip from his cup after placing the second one next to Paintmaster, observing Sheo's artistic creation ]

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

*Sheo beamed at Mato's words, which eased away whatever anxiety he had when he picked up the brush and applied the first layer onto his rough sketch. A certain cheekier brother would make fun of it instead.

He reached out for his cup and took a sip, trying to compare its taste to the Nailmaster's description.*

You are right, it is worth it! You've certainly improved compared to the last time you tried to make tea, haha.

*As he resumed painting, he was aware of his brother watching him. The silence that took place was... a little bit unnerving. He could still hear the howl of the winds that gave the top of Hallownest its name.*

I'm quite curious, Mato. This place is... it's such a barren and brutal wasteland. Why would you choose to live here? I had my reasons: Greenpath is a beautiful and remote place, perfect to practise the arts. Oro, he wanted to...

*...he wanted to get away from us as far as he could. Sheo bit his tongue from saying that.*

...I mean, I understand his intentions, and I think he'd want to stay right where he is in the grave in ash. But what about you? ...Forgive me if I am being intrusive. I am merely... curious.

[nailmaster-mato]

"Intrusive? What are you talking about? Not at all!"

[ Nailmaster absolutely adored it when his older brother showed such childish curiosity. Sheo had always been this way, and it was... endearing. Along with the rush of memories, Mato recalled the exact reason he had been forced to settle down in this specific place ]

"For the longest time, I was drawn to this area. It felt like a remote wasteland – vast, yet incredibly isolated. It gets cold out here, and lonely at times... but it keeps my mind sharp, even if I can't stand loneliness, though".

...

"I know where Oro is living now. I respect his choice, of course, but I have my suspicions about what really drove it... Hm. Anyway, I'm actually glad my place is so far out. It means no distractions for mastering Nailsage's teachings, and all that..."

[ He glanced toward the room's exit, out where the wind swirled and howled like a living thing. It would plunge to the ground, shatter, and then, reborn, rise back up to keep drifting ]

"I can't hide anything from you, my dear. My choice to live here was also born out of... well, my aesthetic preferences".

[ Mato took a small sip ]

"...Back then, I wanted to seem detached and aloof. Places like this never felt welcoming, but their mystery drew me in. I don't regret it. You can build a cozy life even here. We all create our own comfort, don't we?"

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

*Sheo hummed in thought as his brush stroked the canvas. He drew out a long sigh.*

I suppose we do. But I am glad you could find comfort here, despite its... conditions. It's... it's inspirational.

...

And I asked because, well, you know...

*He took a sip of his tea and thought about Mato's words. Lonely. He has felt it for a long time, before the Nailsmith came. At least he had his arts to content himself with during those years... he can't imagine being in his brother's shoes. How can Mato bear it?*

...If this place gets a... a little too lonely for you, remember that my doors are always open in Greenpath... just in case you'd like to stop by. I have paint, and spare brushes. And maybe my partner can finally be introduced to a member of my family!

[nailmaster-mato]

[ That was... a wonderful offer ]

"Oh, Sheo... that sounds amazing. I’ll definitely swing by later, I think. I mean, if you both want to see me..."

[ The thought was nerve-wracking, but in a good way. Just knowing that someone, somewhere, was waiting for you... ]

"Even when we part ways again, I’m going to miss you. But you shouldn't miss me. Next time, I think I’ll be the one coming to visit you, my dear. But for now..."

[ Mato's eyes lingered on Sheo, watching how meticulously he was drawing. Wait, was he already painting? Did he finish the sketch that quickly? ]

"How do you even work that fast, brother? Practice makes perfect, I guess?"

"...By the way, what do you usually paint? Landscapes? Still lifes? Nah... maybe portraits, hmm?"

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

Practise makes perfect, yes, something of the sort, though I do not think my work can be considered perfect, haha.

*Sheo paused, finishing the last of his tea. Then, he resumed to his work.*

I usually paint portraits if I can. Sometimes, my pupils. Other times, the Nailsmith is usually up for being my muse. I do not mind painting him many times.

Given how dangerous the lands have been during the Infection, I could not try out painting landscapes. I will soon, and Unn has given me permission already.

...

*He looked into his painting, seeing his brother's watercolour eyes staring back at him.*

Mato, would you like this painting, perhaps? I know I said that I wanted to take it home, but on second thought...

But ah, I worry that you do not have the space for such a thing! If you don't, I won't mind. The choice is yours!

[nailmaster-mato]

[ Listening to his brother finish up, Nailmaster drained his teacup and exclaimed, gesturing... ]

"That’s amazing! To be honest... I’ve always thought portraits were the hardest thing to paint. Like, having to capture every single detail... it’s just..."

!!!

[ Sheo interrupted him, turning the canvas around. When brother mentioned he could keep it, Mato beamed, nodding eagerly the second he got a good look at the canvas. It was... breathtaking. Incredible. The impact of the artwork was undeniable, his voice rich with pure, unadulterated awe... ]

"Oh, come on!!!.. Of course I like it!! There is no way you made something this beautiful so fast... How can I ever repay you, Sheo? Can I really keep it?! Ah, do I even deserve this?.. Thank you so much!!!"

[ He had to suppress an overwhelming urge to hug his brother, reminding himself to wait until Sheo's claws were free... ]

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

*Hearing the enthusiasm in Mato's voice made Sheo smile. It was almost... childlike. Raw. Perhaps his little brother didn't change very much at all, and he was happy it went this way.*

I am glad you said so. And don't be silly, of course you deserve it!

*He paused, clearing up his art supplies, packing them back into the bag. The canvas he used was now leaning against a wall, left to dry.

Sheo sat besides Mato, absent-mindedly fiddling with his claws that were crusted slightly in paint.*

You said I should not miss you. I will miss you anyway. You're my brother, but even so I do not wish to take up too much of your time, considering you also have your own duties to tend to. Besides, I hear from pupils that you are the most favourite Nailmaster amongst the three of us.

*He ended that sentence with a light chuckle. That was when he noticed Mato's claws were practically twitching for a hug.

Awkwardly, he outstretched his arms.*

Do... you want to...?

[nailmaster-mato]

[ Without a single word, Mato leaned into his brother, pulling him into a tight embrace. It was as good as a "yes". Nailmaster just wanted to share a moment of warmth with someone he loved before letting go. He didn’t care if it seemed naive or childish, this was exactly what he’d needed for so long... just to be close ]

"You always know what's best for me, Sheo. Even now".

...

[ Then a faint whisper escaped his lips... ]

"... Thank you".

[ The thought of him leaving so soon was heavy, but Mato accepted it. If anything, he was already looking forward to their next meeting with a heartbeat of excited waiting, even though nothing was set in stone yet. Sheo hadn’t even left, and he was already missing him ]

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

*Sheo said nothing as his brother wrapped his claws around him, letting the warm silence speak for itself. His eyes slowly closed, relaxing in their embrace. He hated that he had to leave so soon.

This moment, it is not enough. He did not want to let go.*

Thank you. For this chance.

*He gave him a forehead bump, just like they did when they were kids, his front horns bouncing against the Nailmaster's. Then, he slowly pulled away out of the hug.

Claws found his bag and picked it up, and with slow steps he trudged to the front door. He looked over his shoulder, his eyes meeting Mato's.*

We'll see each other again soon, brother?

[nailmaster-mato]

[ Nailmaster gave a self-conscious smile. Of course, what he wanted most was a future where they’d cross paths again. There was no point in guessing how soon that would be: he just knew their next meeting would be just as warm, just as full of affection. The priority right now was giving his brother some peace of mind. Besides, Mato himself had no doubt it would happen ]

"I promise you, Sheo. Nothing’s going to get in the way... except our own choices. And remember..."

[ He paused, making sure Sheo was listening ]

"I wouldn’t miss that chance for the world".

[ Stepping up to his older brother's right side, Mato gave his shoulder a gentle, affectionate pat, trying to pass on all the warmth he felt ]

"Hmm... promise me you’ll get there safe and sound. And if you can spare a piece of parchment, drop me a line when you make it home. Oh, and one more thing..."

...

"...Give your partner my best... if you get the chance, that is".

[ He offered a soft, teasing smirk. If nothing else, the warmth behind the Nailmaster's words was entirely genuine, meant only to lift his brother's spirits ]

[nailmaster-mato]

*A sudden knocking came from outside, announcing the presence of a bug.

A moment of pause. Then a familiar shape emerged into the light of the hut. Sheo clutches his cloak and apron tightly as he enters, as if still afraid they'll be snatched by the strong gusts of wind from outside.

Upon seeing... him... his brother... he froze in his step. Memories of a younger Mato comes crashing in like a tidal wave. He has grown... so much... after all this time... it is hard to believe...

...

Despite his turmoil, he tried to remain as calm as possible, his hands gripping his traveler's bag tightly.*

It is nice to see you again, brother.

@paintmaster-sheo-official

[ It didn't take him long to come up to Sheo. As soon as Nailmaster saw how much he was carrying, Mato gently took the items from his claws before speaking ]

"Sheo, my brother! It's been a long time!"

[ Deciding not to make a big fuss, Mato set visitor's bag and other belongings down before pulling his brother into a warm embrace that quickly warmed Sheo from his journey through the cold wind-swept wasteland ]

"You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this! Feel free to make yourself at home, my dear, and you'll soon feel warm".

[ A brief silence prompted him to speak again. Nailmaster still hugged Sheo, not letting go ]

"Would you like to have some tea, hm-m? Please, don't hesitate!"

[ Rubs his cheek against other's forehead, pulling bug closer ]

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

*Despite his efforts, Mato's warm embrace and the press of his cheek against the forehead made Sheo's eyes creak with a huge and warm smile.

Arms relieved of the bag, he gently wrapped his claws around Mato, returning the hug.*

Likewise, brother... I have been waiting... too long... I am sorry I could not, did not, visit sooner.

*He gave Mato a final squeeze before slowly, regretfully, letting go of his hug.

The pinpricks of his coldness from outside have already started to fade in the warmth of the hut. He cleared his voice.*

Yes, I would like some tea! If... if it doesn't trouble you too much, that is.

*Sheo gestures to the bag in Mato's hand.*

I've also brought some art supplies. I had wanted to paint you... now that you are older... so I may never forget. Forgive me if that is a foolish notion.

I also brought something which you might enjoy... but perhaps you could bring out the tea first.

*The last sentence was said with a smile in his voice.*

[nailmaster-mato]

"You can't be serious! Are you going to... paint me?"

[ Nailmaster's face lit up at the very thought ]

"Of course, I wouldn't consider it a foolish notion, my brother. I suppose... this is your new passion? Oh, I'm sure you have talent, my dear!"

[ He carefully handed the backpack back to Sheo, releasing the strap only when he was sure Sheo had a firm grip on it ]

"But first, tea, yeah. Hm-m... what did you say? Something which I might enjoy?"

[ Curiosity crept into his voice, though Sheo couldn't catch his expression since Mato had already turned toward the far cabinet for the tea set ]

"Feel free to talk while I'm busy! Oh, you can use the pillows on the floor, I mean... make yourself comfortable".

[ He looked back over his shoulder ]

"...Don't be shy, tell me what's new!"

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

*Sheo couldn't say no to Mato's offer. He chose the closest pillow and sat by a small low table, the bag placed on his lap.*

I am now pursuing my true calling with the brush, but of that I'm sure you already know by now. Still, pupils sometimes come in expecting to find Nailmaster Sheo.

...

Other than that, nothing else. My apologies. I'm sure you expected more from the... oldest... amongst the three of us.

*The clattering of porcelain sounded from the cabinet as Mato prepared the tea. Absent-mindedly, Sheo opened the bag and rummaged inside in search of something. Should he tell him? About the Nailsmith? There was the small prick of anxiety, but Mato is his brother! And Mato was already very supportive of the Paintmaster's new passion.*

I have also been fortunate enough to find a... a partner. The... former Nailsmith from the City.

*His gaze snapped up to look at his brother, eyes gleaming, eager to change the topic.*

But enough about me! What about you, dear? How has being a Nailmaster been for you?

[nailmaster-mato]

[ Nailmaster caught his brother's embarrassment. Turning to him while stirring the fragrant herbs in a cup, Mato couldn't hide a smile. He knew he shouldn't pry, but it was obvious Sheo had intentionally changed the subject ]

"Hm-m, that's wonderful news! I'm so happy for you, my dear!"

[ It was time to open up about his own updates. He couldn't bring himself to admit that, despite all his promises, he hadn't actually rushed into mastering their Great Nailsage's teachings. Better to start small. Besides, Mato was completely fixated on Sheo's new partner ]

"...You were talking about the pupils. I had one like that... You should know how wonderful they are! As you probably know, I noticed that they had trained your Nail Art. I can't believe we're so lucky! But, hm-m..."

[ Nailmaster hesitated. There wasn't much to say, even though he had developed deep platonic feelings for his pupil ]

"Well, eh... I don't even know where they're gone now. Am I somehow worried about them?.. You should have seen how much I was filled with love when I realized a bond between us... I even dared to call them my child, can you imagine? And so. Their appearance in my life clarified a lot for me: it was as if I started seeing things differently. Some things that didn't make sense to me suddenly made sense".

[ Just as Mato began to drift into his own memories, he snapped back to his brother's news. A playful, knowing look returned to his face ]

"...Hey, that's not going to happen. You can't get away with it! I need to know if my brother is in good claws when he starts dating with someone! You know what to do. Tell me, if it's not too sensitive. The tea is almost ready, by the way..."

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

* The aroma of tea wafted through the hut. Sheo blinked dazedly, caught off guard by Mato's last statement. He chuckled. Of course, that's his little brother... always looking out for the family.*

I understand how you feel about that pupil of yours... and while I've never been as direct to them as you were, I certainly think of them fondly.

*He found what he was looking for and fished a jar from the bag and set it on the table. Its contents looked like... cookies? Freshly baked, too.*

That pupil... they've played a role in bringing us... the Nailsmith and I... together. I... do not think he'd like it if I went into details, but suffice to say, he was lost. Lost in his path, lost in his purpose in life.

I allowed him shelter at my place. Then we talked, and it turns out that he, too, has an interest in the arts. And now, we make art together!

I'll be forever indebted to the pupil for bringing joy to us both... Oh, and I'm sure you know that they mastered Oro's Nail Art, too! Hrm... I wonder how he is!

*The Paintmaster paused for a moment to study Mato's expression. He knew there had been some bad blood between him and Oro since the three parted ways, though he was unsure if the two had made up yet.*

My apologies if that is a sore subject...

[nailmaster-mato]

[ Swallowing his sudden shift in mood the moment Oro's name came up, Nailmaster quickly pivoted to the fascinating details of Sheo's meeting with his new partner ]

"Oh, you know, I'd honestly call it a godsend! You two are completely made for each other. Even the way our pupil played a role in this is just magical. It feels like everything was leading us toward this reunion from the very start!"

[ Mato could feel Sheo closely reading his reaction to the sudden mention of their other brother... ]

"Ah, about Oro. It's really not a sore subject, my dear... hm-m. I was actually glad to see how much our pupil's combat skills improved thanks to our brother — it definitely made them stronger".

...

"Sheo... I’m way past this feud, and I’m moving on, though I genuinely regret that things ended up this way. Life is just too short to waste on the kind of pride Oro's holding onto... I reached out, I tried to connect, but I hit a brick wall. There's nothing more I can do until he decides to take a step himself... anyway, nevermind. I always wish him the best, even if we don't talk the way we should".

[ His tone grew tense. Nailmaster bit his tongue to keep from venting his true feelings about the old feud; stooping that low while discussing about Oro with Sheo felt entirely wrong. He needed to change the subject, and fast ]

"...But at least I have you. I'm so inspired by what you're striving for, and seeing the shifts in your life — it hits close to home for me too, brother".

[ He softly brought up to himself Sheo's earlier mention of wanting to paint him... How exactly was he planning to do that? ]

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

*Sheo's claws clacked against the table. So be it. He closed his eyes briefly, remembering when Oro and Mato would team up against him in battle, fighting in tandem, a dance. It all seems so... far away now...*

*Mato's discomfort was palpable in his voice. Perhaps it would be wise not to push further on the matter.*

...I understand.

Your persistence in holding to master's teachings even after all this time... I give you my full respect for that, little brother.

*Seeing that Mato looked eager to change the subject, Sheo gestured with his chin to the jar of cookies he brought.*

I also brought cookies! After living off the limited variety of... squit meat... I also wanted to practise culinary arts, baking, and the like.

The spices used for these cookies are from the crops at Greenpath. As long as the cover remains airtight, they will be in good condition for a long time. I am... definitely not as masterful as I am with painting; even my love admits so, aha. But I hope they will serve as a refreshing treat for you compared to... whatever you can get in such a barren and hostile place to live. Perhaps... you can even give some to your pupils!

*A smile was in his voice when he said that. The Paintmaster then drew out a small canvas and art supplies.*

While waiting for the tea, I hope you won't mind if I get started on my painting? You do not need to stand still, and the process won't be as long as you expect; I wouldn't do it if such a thing inconvenienced you.

[nailmaster-mato]

[ Nailmaster was reasonably flattered by the compliment; in a way, it gave him just the push he needed to get back into training. He also quite liked Sheo's suggestion ]

"Yeah, go ahead! I'm amazed that you're able to do it so quickly... It's certainly a testament to your skill, my dear!"

[ Turning back to the cups, which were already filled with boiling water and herbs, Nailmaster could already smell the aroma of the tea being prepared. He also noticed the cookies that Sheo had mentioned ]

"Aw, that's so sweet of you, brother, thanks! Don't even worry, I bet they taste amazing!"

[ As he watched his brother diligently sketching, Mato smiled softly ]

"Help yourself to some tea whenever you're ready. Enjoy... I know it takes a bit to brew, but it's totally worth it. I accidentally poured you a little too much hot water, though, so my bad".

[ With that, he began to sip from his cup after placing the second one next to Paintmaster, observing Sheo's artistic creation ]

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

*Sheo beamed at Mato's words, which eased away whatever anxiety he had when he picked up the brush and applied the first layer onto his rough sketch. A certain cheekier brother would make fun of it instead.

He reached out for his cup and took a sip, trying to compare its taste to the Nailmaster's description.*

You are right, it is worth it! You've certainly improved compared to the last time you tried to make tea, haha.

*As he resumed painting, he was aware of his brother watching him. The silence that took place was... a little bit unnerving. He could still hear the howl of the winds that gave the top of Hallownest its name.*

I'm quite curious, Mato. This place is... it's such a barren and brutal wasteland. Why would you choose to live here? I had my reasons: Greenpath is a beautiful and remote place, perfect to practise the arts. Oro, he wanted to...

*...he wanted to get away from us as far as he could. Sheo bit his tongue from saying that.*

...I mean, I understand his intentions, and I think he'd want to stay right where he is in the grave in ash. But what about you? ...Forgive me if I am being intrusive. I am merely... curious.

[nailmaster-mato]

"Intrusive? What are you talking about? Not at all!"

[ Nailmaster absolutely adored it when his older brother showed such childish curiosity. Sheo had always been this way, and it was... endearing. Along with the rush of memories, Mato recalled the exact reason he had been forced to settle down in this specific place ]

"For the longest time, I was drawn to this area. It felt like a remote wasteland – vast, yet incredibly isolated. It gets cold out here, and lonely at times... but it keeps my mind sharp, even if I can't stand loneliness, though".

...

"I know where Oro is living now. I respect his choice, of course, but I have my suspicions about what really drove it... Hm. Anyway, I'm actually glad my place is so far out. It means no distractions for mastering Nailsage's teachings, and all that..."

[ He glanced toward the room's exit, out where the wind swirled and howled like a living thing. It would plunge to the ground, shatter, and then, reborn, rise back up to keep drifting ]

"I can't hide anything from you, my dear. My choice to live here was also born out of... well, my aesthetic preferences".

[ Mato took a small sip ]

"...Back then, I wanted to seem detached and aloof. Places like this never felt welcoming, but their mystery drew me in. I don't regret it. You can build a cozy life even here. We all create our own comfort, don't we?"

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

*Sheo hummed in thought as his brush stroked the canvas. He drew out a long sigh.*

I suppose we do. But I am glad you could find comfort here, despite its... conditions. It's... it's inspirational.

...

And I asked because, well, you know...

*He took a sip of his tea and thought about Mato's words. Lonely. He has felt it for a long time, before the Nailsmith came. At least he had his arts to content himself with during those years... he can't imagine being in his brother's shoes. How can Mato bear it?*

...If this place gets a... a little too lonely for you, remember that my doors are always open in Greenpath... just in case you'd like to stop by. I have paint, and spare brushes. And maybe my partner can finally be introduced to a member of my family!

[nailmaster-mato]

[ That was... a wonderful offer ]

"Oh, Sheo... that sounds amazing. I’ll definitely swing by later, I think. I mean, if you both want to see me..."

[ The thought was nerve-wracking, but in a good way. Just knowing that someone, somewhere, was waiting for you... ]

"Even when we part ways again, I’m going to miss you. But you shouldn't miss me. Next time, I think I’ll be the one coming to visit you, my dear. But for now..."

[ Mato's eyes lingered on Sheo, watching how meticulously he was drawing. Wait, was he already painting? Did he finish the sketch that quickly? ]

"How do you even work that fast, brother? Practice makes perfect, I guess?"

"...By the way, what do you usually paint? Landscapes? Still lifes? Nah... maybe portraits, hmm?"

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

Practise makes perfect, yes, something of the sort, though I do not think my work can be considered perfect, haha.

*Sheo paused, finishing the last of his tea. Then, he resumed to his work.*

I usually paint portraits if I can. Sometimes, my pupils. Other times, the Nailsmith is usually up for being my muse. I do not mind painting him many times.

Given how dangerous the lands have been during the Infection, I could not try out painting landscapes. I will soon, and Unn has given me permission already.

...

*He looked into his painting, seeing his brother's watercolour eyes staring back at him.*

Mato, would you like this painting, perhaps? I know I said that I wanted to take it home, but on second thought...

But ah, I worry that you do not have the space for such a thing! If you don't, I won't mind. The choice is yours!

[nailmaster-mato]

[ Listening to his brother finish up, Nailmaster drained his teacup and exclaimed, gesturing... ]

"That’s amazing! To be honest... I’ve always thought portraits were the hardest thing to paint. Like, having to capture every single detail... it’s just..."

!!!

[ Sheo interrupted him, turning the canvas around. When brother mentioned he could keep it, Mato beamed, nodding eagerly the second he got a good look at the canvas. It was... breathtaking. Incredible. The impact of the artwork was undeniable, his voice rich with pure, unadulterated awe... ]

"Oh, come on!!!.. Of course I like it!! There is no way you made something this beautiful so fast... How can I ever repay you, Sheo? Can I really keep it?! Ah, do I even deserve this?.. Thank you so much!!!"

[ He had to suppress an overwhelming urge to hug his brother, reminding himself to wait until Sheo's claws were free... ]

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

*Hearing the enthusiasm in Mato's voice made Sheo smile. It was almost... childlike. Raw. Perhaps his little brother didn't change very much at all, and he was happy it went this way.*

I am glad you said so. And don't be silly, of course you deserve it!

*He paused, clearing up his art supplies, packing them back into the bag. The canvas he used was now leaning against a wall, left to dry.

Sheo sat besides Mato, absent-mindedly fiddling with his claws that were crusted slightly in paint.*

You said I should not miss you. I will miss you anyway. You're my brother, but even so I do not wish to take up too much of your time, considering you also have your own duties to tend to. Besides, I hear from pupils that you are the most favourite Nailmaster amongst the three of us.

*He ended that sentence with a light chuckle. That was when he noticed Mato's claws were practically twitching for a hug.

Awkwardly, he outstretched his arms.*

Do... you want to...?

[nailmaster-mato]

[ Without a single word, Mato leaned into his brother, pulling him into a tight embrace. It was as good as a "yes". Nailmaster just wanted to share a moment of warmth with someone he loved before letting go. He didn’t care if it seemed naive or childish, this was exactly what he’d needed for so long... just to be close ]

"You always know what's best for me, Sheo. Even now".

...

[ Then a faint whisper escaped his lips... ]

"... Thank you".

[ The thought of him leaving so soon was heavy, but Mato accepted it. If anything, he was already looking forward to their next meeting with a heartbeat of excited waiting, even though nothing was set in stone yet. Sheo hadn’t even left, and he was already missing him ]

[nailmaster-mato]

*A sudden knocking came from outside, announcing the presence of a bug.

A moment of pause. Then a familiar shape emerged into the light of the hut. Sheo clutches his cloak and apron tightly as he enters, as if still afraid they'll be snatched by the strong gusts of wind from outside.

Upon seeing... him... his brother... he froze in his step. Memories of a younger Mato comes crashing in like a tidal wave. He has grown... so much... after all this time... it is hard to believe...

...

Despite his turmoil, he tried to remain as calm as possible, his hands gripping his traveler's bag tightly.*

It is nice to see you again, brother.

@paintmaster-sheo-official

[ It didn't take him long to come up to Sheo. As soon as Nailmaster saw how much he was carrying, Mato gently took the items from his claws before speaking ]

"Sheo, my brother! It's been a long time!"

[ Deciding not to make a big fuss, Mato set visitor's bag and other belongings down before pulling his brother into a warm embrace that quickly warmed Sheo from his journey through the cold wind-swept wasteland ]

"You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this! Feel free to make yourself at home, my dear, and you'll soon feel warm".

[ A brief silence prompted him to speak again. Nailmaster still hugged Sheo, not letting go ]

"Would you like to have some tea, hm-m? Please, don't hesitate!"

[ Rubs his cheek against other's forehead, pulling bug closer ]

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

*Despite his efforts, Mato's warm embrace and the press of his cheek against the forehead made Sheo's eyes creak with a huge and warm smile.

Arms relieved of the bag, he gently wrapped his claws around Mato, returning the hug.*

Likewise, brother... I have been waiting... too long... I am sorry I could not, did not, visit sooner.

*He gave Mato a final squeeze before slowly, regretfully, letting go of his hug.

The pinpricks of his coldness from outside have already started to fade in the warmth of the hut. He cleared his voice.*

Yes, I would like some tea! If... if it doesn't trouble you too much, that is.

*Sheo gestures to the bag in Mato's hand.*

I've also brought some art supplies. I had wanted to paint you... now that you are older... so I may never forget. Forgive me if that is a foolish notion.

I also brought something which you might enjoy... but perhaps you could bring out the tea first.

*The last sentence was said with a smile in his voice.*

[nailmaster-mato]

"You can't be serious! Are you going to... paint me?"

[ Nailmaster's face lit up at the very thought ]

"Of course, I wouldn't consider it a foolish notion, my brother. I suppose... this is your new passion? Oh, I'm sure you have talent, my dear!"

[ He carefully handed the backpack back to Sheo, releasing the strap only when he was sure Sheo had a firm grip on it ]

"But first, tea, yeah. Hm-m... what did you say? Something which I might enjoy?"

[ Curiosity crept into his voice, though Sheo couldn't catch his expression since Mato had already turned toward the far cabinet for the tea set ]

"Feel free to talk while I'm busy! Oh, you can use the pillows on the floor, I mean... make yourself comfortable".

[ He looked back over his shoulder ]

"...Don't be shy, tell me what's new!"

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

*Sheo couldn't say no to Mato's offer. He chose the closest pillow and sat by a small low table, the bag placed on his lap.*

I am now pursuing my true calling with the brush, but of that I'm sure you already know by now. Still, pupils sometimes come in expecting to find Nailmaster Sheo.

...

Other than that, nothing else. My apologies. I'm sure you expected more from the... oldest... amongst the three of us.

*The clattering of porcelain sounded from the cabinet as Mato prepared the tea. Absent-mindedly, Sheo opened the bag and rummaged inside in search of something. Should he tell him? About the Nailsmith? There was the small prick of anxiety, but Mato is his brother! And Mato was already very supportive of the Paintmaster's new passion.*

I have also been fortunate enough to find a... a partner. The... former Nailsmith from the City.

*His gaze snapped up to look at his brother, eyes gleaming, eager to change the topic.*

But enough about me! What about you, dear? How has being a Nailmaster been for you?

[nailmaster-mato]

[ Nailmaster caught his brother's embarrassment. Turning to him while stirring the fragrant herbs in a cup, Mato couldn't hide a smile. He knew he shouldn't pry, but it was obvious Sheo had intentionally changed the subject ]

"Hm-m, that's wonderful news! I'm so happy for you, my dear!"

[ It was time to open up about his own updates. He couldn't bring himself to admit that, despite all his promises, he hadn't actually rushed into mastering their Great Nailsage's teachings. Better to start small. Besides, Mato was completely fixated on Sheo's new partner ]

"...You were talking about the pupils. I had one like that... You should know how wonderful they are! As you probably know, I noticed that they had trained your Nail Art. I can't believe we're so lucky! But, hm-m..."

[ Nailmaster hesitated. There wasn't much to say, even though he had developed deep platonic feelings for his pupil ]

"Well, eh... I don't even know where they're gone now. Am I somehow worried about them?.. You should have seen how much I was filled with love when I realized a bond between us... I even dared to call them my child, can you imagine? And so. Their appearance in my life clarified a lot for me: it was as if I started seeing things differently. Some things that didn't make sense to me suddenly made sense".

[ Just as Mato began to drift into his own memories, he snapped back to his brother's news. A playful, knowing look returned to his face ]

"...Hey, that's not going to happen. You can't get away with it! I need to know if my brother is in good claws when he starts dating with someone! You know what to do. Tell me, if it's not too sensitive. The tea is almost ready, by the way..."

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

* The aroma of tea wafted through the hut. Sheo blinked dazedly, caught off guard by Mato's last statement. He chuckled. Of course, that's his little brother... always looking out for the family.*

I understand how you feel about that pupil of yours... and while I've never been as direct to them as you were, I certainly think of them fondly.

*He found what he was looking for and fished a jar from the bag and set it on the table. Its contents looked like... cookies? Freshly baked, too.*

That pupil... they've played a role in bringing us... the Nailsmith and I... together. I... do not think he'd like it if I went into details, but suffice to say, he was lost. Lost in his path, lost in his purpose in life.

I allowed him shelter at my place. Then we talked, and it turns out that he, too, has an interest in the arts. And now, we make art together!

I'll be forever indebted to the pupil for bringing joy to us both... Oh, and I'm sure you know that they mastered Oro's Nail Art, too! Hrm... I wonder how he is!

*The Paintmaster paused for a moment to study Mato's expression. He knew there had been some bad blood between him and Oro since the three parted ways, though he was unsure if the two had made up yet.*

My apologies if that is a sore subject...

[nailmaster-mato]

[ Swallowing his sudden shift in mood the moment Oro's name came up, Nailmaster quickly pivoted to the fascinating details of Sheo's meeting with his new partner ]

"Oh, you know, I'd honestly call it a godsend! You two are completely made for each other. Even the way our pupil played a role in this is just magical. It feels like everything was leading us toward this reunion from the very start!"

[ Mato could feel Sheo closely reading his reaction to the sudden mention of their other brother... ]

"Ah, about Oro. It's really not a sore subject, my dear... hm-m. I was actually glad to see how much our pupil's combat skills improved thanks to our brother — it definitely made them stronger".

...

"Sheo... I’m way past this feud, and I’m moving on, though I genuinely regret that things ended up this way. Life is just too short to waste on the kind of pride Oro's holding onto... I reached out, I tried to connect, but I hit a brick wall. There's nothing more I can do until he decides to take a step himself... anyway, nevermind. I always wish him the best, even if we don't talk the way we should".

[ His tone grew tense. Nailmaster bit his tongue to keep from venting his true feelings about the old feud; stooping that low while discussing about Oro with Sheo felt entirely wrong. He needed to change the subject, and fast ]

"...But at least I have you. I'm so inspired by what you're striving for, and seeing the shifts in your life — it hits close to home for me too, brother".

[ He softly brought up to himself Sheo's earlier mention of wanting to paint him... How exactly was he planning to do that? ]

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

*Sheo's claws clacked against the table. So be it. He closed his eyes briefly, remembering when Oro and Mato would team up against him in battle, fighting in tandem, a dance. It all seems so... far away now...*

*Mato's discomfort was palpable in his voice. Perhaps it would be wise not to push further on the matter.*

...I understand.

Your persistence in holding to master's teachings even after all this time... I give you my full respect for that, little brother.

*Seeing that Mato looked eager to change the subject, Sheo gestured with his chin to the jar of cookies he brought.*

I also brought cookies! After living off the limited variety of... squit meat... I also wanted to practise culinary arts, baking, and the like.

The spices used for these cookies are from the crops at Greenpath. As long as the cover remains airtight, they will be in good condition for a long time. I am... definitely not as masterful as I am with painting; even my love admits so, aha. But I hope they will serve as a refreshing treat for you compared to... whatever you can get in such a barren and hostile place to live. Perhaps... you can even give some to your pupils!

*A smile was in his voice when he said that. The Paintmaster then drew out a small canvas and art supplies.*

While waiting for the tea, I hope you won't mind if I get started on my painting? You do not need to stand still, and the process won't be as long as you expect; I wouldn't do it if such a thing inconvenienced you.

[nailmaster-mato]

[ Nailmaster was reasonably flattered by the compliment; in a way, it gave him just the push he needed to get back into training. He also quite liked Sheo's suggestion ]

"Yeah, go ahead! I'm amazed that you're able to do it so quickly... It's certainly a testament to your skill, my dear!"

[ Turning back to the cups, which were already filled with boiling water and herbs, Nailmaster could already smell the aroma of the tea being prepared. He also noticed the cookies that Sheo had mentioned ]

"Aw, that's so sweet of you, brother, thanks! Don't even worry, I bet they taste amazing!"

[ As he watched his brother diligently sketching, Mato smiled softly ]

"Help yourself to some tea whenever you're ready. Enjoy... I know it takes a bit to brew, but it's totally worth it. I accidentally poured you a little too much hot water, though, so my bad".

[ With that, he began to sip from his cup after placing the second one next to Paintmaster, observing Sheo's artistic creation ]

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

*Sheo beamed at Mato's words, which eased away whatever anxiety he had when he picked up the brush and applied the first layer onto his rough sketch. A certain cheekier brother would make fun of it instead.

He reached out for his cup and took a sip, trying to compare its taste to the Nailmaster's description.*

You are right, it is worth it! You've certainly improved compared to the last time you tried to make tea, haha.

*As he resumed painting, he was aware of his brother watching him. The silence that took place was... a little bit unnerving. He could still hear the howl of the winds that gave the top of Hallownest its name.*

I'm quite curious, Mato. This place is... it's such a barren and brutal wasteland. Why would you choose to live here? I had my reasons: Greenpath is a beautiful and remote place, perfect to practise the arts. Oro, he wanted to...

*...he wanted to get away from us as far as he could. Sheo bit his tongue from saying that.*

...I mean, I understand his intentions, and I think he'd want to stay right where he is in the grave in ash. But what about you? ...Forgive me if I am being intrusive. I am merely... curious.

[nailmaster-mato]

"Intrusive? What are you talking about? Not at all!"

[ Nailmaster absolutely adored it when his older brother showed such childish curiosity. Sheo had always been this way, and it was... endearing. Along with the rush of memories, Mato recalled the exact reason he had been forced to settle down in this specific place ]

"For the longest time, I was drawn to this area. It felt like a remote wasteland – vast, yet incredibly isolated. It gets cold out here, and lonely at times... but it keeps my mind sharp, even if I can't stand loneliness, though".

...

"I know where Oro is living now. I respect his choice, of course, but I have my suspicions about what really drove it... Hm. Anyway, I'm actually glad my place is so far out. It means no distractions for mastering Nailsage's teachings, and all that..."

[ He glanced toward the room's exit, out where the wind swirled and howled like a living thing. It would plunge to the ground, shatter, and then, reborn, rise back up to keep drifting ]

"I can't hide anything from you, my dear. My choice to live here was also born out of... well, my aesthetic preferences".

[ Mato took a small sip ]

"...Back then, I wanted to seem detached and aloof. Places like this never felt welcoming, but their mystery drew me in. I don't regret it. You can build a cozy life even here. We all create our own comfort, don't we?"

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

*Sheo hummed in thought as his brush stroked the canvas. He drew out a long sigh.*

I suppose we do. But I am glad you could find comfort here, despite its... conditions. It's... it's inspirational.

...

And I asked because, well, you know...

*He took a sip of his tea and thought about Mato's words. Lonely. He has felt it for a long time, before the Nailsmith came. At least he had his arts to content himself with during those years... he can't imagine being in his brother's shoes. How can Mato bear it?*

...If this place gets a... a little too lonely for you, remember that my doors are always open in Greenpath... just in case you'd like to stop by. I have paint, and spare brushes. And maybe my partner can finally be introduced to a member of my family!

[nailmaster-mato]

[ That was... a wonderful offer ]

"Oh, Sheo... that sounds amazing. I’ll definitely swing by later, I think. I mean, if you both want to see me..."

[ The thought was nerve-wracking, but in a good way. Just knowing that someone, somewhere, was waiting for you... ]

"Even when we part ways again, I’m going to miss you. But you shouldn't miss me. Next time, I think I’ll be the one coming to visit you, my dear. But for now..."

[ Mato's eyes lingered on Sheo, watching how meticulously he was drawing. Wait, was he already painting? Did he finish the sketch that quickly? ]

"How do you even work that fast, brother? Practice makes perfect, I guess?"

"...By the way, what do you usually paint? Landscapes? Still lifes? Nah... maybe portraits, hmm?"

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

Practise makes perfect, yes, something of the sort, though I do not think my work can be considered perfect, haha.

*Sheo paused, finishing the last of his tea. Then, he resumed to his work.*

I usually paint portraits if I can. Sometimes, my pupils. Other times, the Nailsmith is usually up for being my muse. I do not mind painting him many times.

Given how dangerous the lands have been during the Infection, I could not try out painting landscapes. I will soon, and Unn has given me permission already.

...

*He looked into his painting, seeing his brother's watercolour eyes staring back at him.*

Mato, would you like this painting, perhaps? I know I said that I wanted to take it home, but on second thought...

But ah, I worry that you do not have the space for such a thing! If you don't, I won't mind. The choice is yours!

[nailmaster-mato]

[ Listening to his brother finish up, Nailmaster drained his teacup and exclaimed, gesturing... ]

"That’s amazing! To be honest... I’ve always thought portraits were the hardest thing to paint. Like, having to capture every single detail... it’s just..."

!!!

[ Sheo interrupted him, turning the canvas around. When brother mentioned he could keep it, Mato beamed, nodding eagerly the second he got a good look at the canvas. It was... breathtaking. Incredible. The impact of the artwork was undeniable, his voice rich with pure, unadulterated awe... ]

"Oh, come on!!!.. Of course I like it!! There is no way you made something this beautiful so fast... How can I ever repay you, Sheo? Can I really keep it?! Ah, do I even deserve this?.. Thank you so much!!!"

[ He had to suppress an overwhelming urge to hug his brother, reminding himself to wait until Sheo's claws were free... ]

[nailmaster-mato]

*A sudden knocking came from outside, announcing the presence of a bug.

A moment of pause. Then a familiar shape emerged into the light of the hut. Sheo clutches his cloak and apron tightly as he enters, as if still afraid they'll be snatched by the strong gusts of wind from outside.

Upon seeing... him... his brother... he froze in his step. Memories of a younger Mato comes crashing in like a tidal wave. He has grown... so much... after all this time... it is hard to believe...

...

Despite his turmoil, he tried to remain as calm as possible, his hands gripping his traveler's bag tightly.*

It is nice to see you again, brother.

@paintmaster-sheo-official

[ It didn't take him long to come up to Sheo. As soon as Nailmaster saw how much he was carrying, Mato gently took the items from his claws before speaking ]

"Sheo, my brother! It's been a long time!"

[ Deciding not to make a big fuss, Mato set visitor's bag and other belongings down before pulling his brother into a warm embrace that quickly warmed Sheo from his journey through the cold wind-swept wasteland ]

"You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this! Feel free to make yourself at home, my dear, and you'll soon feel warm".

[ A brief silence prompted him to speak again. Nailmaster still hugged Sheo, not letting go ]

"Would you like to have some tea, hm-m? Please, don't hesitate!"

[ Rubs his cheek against other's forehead, pulling bug closer ]

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

*Despite his efforts, Mato's warm embrace and the press of his cheek against the forehead made Sheo's eyes creak with a huge and warm smile.

Arms relieved of the bag, he gently wrapped his claws around Mato, returning the hug.*

Likewise, brother... I have been waiting... too long... I am sorry I could not, did not, visit sooner.

*He gave Mato a final squeeze before slowly, regretfully, letting go of his hug.

The pinpricks of his coldness from outside have already started to fade in the warmth of the hut. He cleared his voice.*

Yes, I would like some tea! If... if it doesn't trouble you too much, that is.

*Sheo gestures to the bag in Mato's hand.*

I've also brought some art supplies. I had wanted to paint you... now that you are older... so I may never forget. Forgive me if that is a foolish notion.

I also brought something which you might enjoy... but perhaps you could bring out the tea first.

*The last sentence was said with a smile in his voice.*

[nailmaster-mato]

"You can't be serious! Are you going to... paint me?"

[ Nailmaster's face lit up at the very thought ]

"Of course, I wouldn't consider it a foolish notion, my brother. I suppose... this is your new passion? Oh, I'm sure you have talent, my dear!"

[ He carefully handed the backpack back to Sheo, releasing the strap only when he was sure Sheo had a firm grip on it ]

"But first, tea, yeah. Hm-m... what did you say? Something which I might enjoy?"

[ Curiosity crept into his voice, though Sheo couldn't catch his expression since Mato had already turned toward the far cabinet for the tea set ]

"Feel free to talk while I'm busy! Oh, you can use the pillows on the floor, I mean... make yourself comfortable".

[ He looked back over his shoulder ]

"...Don't be shy, tell me what's new!"

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

*Sheo couldn't say no to Mato's offer. He chose the closest pillow and sat by a small low table, the bag placed on his lap.*

I am now pursuing my true calling with the brush, but of that I'm sure you already know by now. Still, pupils sometimes come in expecting to find Nailmaster Sheo.

...

Other than that, nothing else. My apologies. I'm sure you expected more from the... oldest... amongst the three of us.

*The clattering of porcelain sounded from the cabinet as Mato prepared the tea. Absent-mindedly, Sheo opened the bag and rummaged inside in search of something. Should he tell him? About the Nailsmith? There was the small prick of anxiety, but Mato is his brother! And Mato was already very supportive of the Paintmaster's new passion.*

I have also been fortunate enough to find a... a partner. The... former Nailsmith from the City.

*His gaze snapped up to look at his brother, eyes gleaming, eager to change the topic.*

But enough about me! What about you, dear? How has being a Nailmaster been for you?

[nailmaster-mato]

[ Nailmaster caught his brother's embarrassment. Turning to him while stirring the fragrant herbs in a cup, Mato couldn't hide a smile. He knew he shouldn't pry, but it was obvious Sheo had intentionally changed the subject ]

"Hm-m, that's wonderful news! I'm so happy for you, my dear!"

[ It was time to open up about his own updates. He couldn't bring himself to admit that, despite all his promises, he hadn't actually rushed into mastering their Great Nailsage's teachings. Better to start small. Besides, Mato was completely fixated on Sheo's new partner ]

"...You were talking about the pupils. I had one like that... You should know how wonderful they are! As you probably know, I noticed that they had trained your Nail Art. I can't believe we're so lucky! But, hm-m..."

[ Nailmaster hesitated. There wasn't much to say, even though he had developed deep platonic feelings for his pupil ]

"Well, eh... I don't even know where they're gone now. Am I somehow worried about them?.. You should have seen how much I was filled with love when I realized a bond between us... I even dared to call them my child, can you imagine? And so. Their appearance in my life clarified a lot for me: it was as if I started seeing things differently. Some things that didn't make sense to me suddenly made sense".

[ Just as Mato began to drift into his own memories, he snapped back to his brother's news. A playful, knowing look returned to his face ]

"...Hey, that's not going to happen. You can't get away with it! I need to know if my brother is in good claws when he starts dating with someone! You know what to do. Tell me, if it's not too sensitive. The tea is almost ready, by the way..."

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

* The aroma of tea wafted through the hut. Sheo blinked dazedly, caught off guard by Mato's last statement. He chuckled. Of course, that's his little brother... always looking out for the family.*

I understand how you feel about that pupil of yours... and while I've never been as direct to them as you were, I certainly think of them fondly.

*He found what he was looking for and fished a jar from the bag and set it on the table. Its contents looked like... cookies? Freshly baked, too.*

That pupil... they've played a role in bringing us... the Nailsmith and I... together. I... do not think he'd like it if I went into details, but suffice to say, he was lost. Lost in his path, lost in his purpose in life.

I allowed him shelter at my place. Then we talked, and it turns out that he, too, has an interest in the arts. And now, we make art together!

I'll be forever indebted to the pupil for bringing joy to us both... Oh, and I'm sure you know that they mastered Oro's Nail Art, too! Hrm... I wonder how he is!

*The Paintmaster paused for a moment to study Mato's expression. He knew there had been some bad blood between him and Oro since the three parted ways, though he was unsure if the two had made up yet.*

My apologies if that is a sore subject...

[nailmaster-mato]

[ Swallowing his sudden shift in mood the moment Oro's name came up, Nailmaster quickly pivoted to the fascinating details of Sheo's meeting with his new partner ]

"Oh, you know, I'd honestly call it a godsend! You two are completely made for each other. Even the way our pupil played a role in this is just magical. It feels like everything was leading us toward this reunion from the very start!"

[ Mato could feel Sheo closely reading his reaction to the sudden mention of their other brother... ]

"Ah, about Oro. It's really not a sore subject, my dear... hm-m. I was actually glad to see how much our pupil's combat skills improved thanks to our brother — it definitely made them stronger".

...

"Sheo... I’m way past this feud, and I’m moving on, though I genuinely regret that things ended up this way. Life is just too short to waste on the kind of pride Oro's holding onto... I reached out, I tried to connect, but I hit a brick wall. There's nothing more I can do until he decides to take a step himself... anyway, nevermind. I always wish him the best, even if we don't talk the way we should".

[ His tone grew tense. Nailmaster bit his tongue to keep from venting his true feelings about the old feud; stooping that low while discussing about Oro with Sheo felt entirely wrong. He needed to change the subject, and fast ]

"...But at least I have you. I'm so inspired by what you're striving for, and seeing the shifts in your life — it hits close to home for me too, brother".

[ He softly brought up to himself Sheo's earlier mention of wanting to paint him... How exactly was he planning to do that? ]

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

*Sheo's claws clacked against the table. So be it. He closed his eyes briefly, remembering when Oro and Mato would team up against him in battle, fighting in tandem, a dance. It all seems so... far away now...*

*Mato's discomfort was palpable in his voice. Perhaps it would be wise not to push further on the matter.*

...I understand.

Your persistence in holding to master's teachings even after all this time... I give you my full respect for that, little brother.

*Seeing that Mato looked eager to change the subject, Sheo gestured with his chin to the jar of cookies he brought.*

I also brought cookies! After living off the limited variety of... squit meat... I also wanted to practise culinary arts, baking, and the like.

The spices used for these cookies are from the crops at Greenpath. As long as the cover remains airtight, they will be in good condition for a long time. I am... definitely not as masterful as I am with painting; even my love admits so, aha. But I hope they will serve as a refreshing treat for you compared to... whatever you can get in such a barren and hostile place to live. Perhaps... you can even give some to your pupils!

*A smile was in his voice when he said that. The Paintmaster then drew out a small canvas and art supplies.*

While waiting for the tea, I hope you won't mind if I get started on my painting? You do not need to stand still, and the process won't be as long as you expect; I wouldn't do it if such a thing inconvenienced you.

[nailmaster-mato]

[ Nailmaster was reasonably flattered by the compliment; in a way, it gave him just the push he needed to get back into training. He also quite liked Sheo's suggestion ]

"Yeah, go ahead! I'm amazed that you're able to do it so quickly... It's certainly a testament to your skill, my dear!"

[ Turning back to the cups, which were already filled with boiling water and herbs, Nailmaster could already smell the aroma of the tea being prepared. He also noticed the cookies that Sheo had mentioned ]

"Aw, that's so sweet of you, brother, thanks! Don't even worry, I bet they taste amazing!"

[ As he watched his brother diligently sketching, Mato smiled softly ]

"Help yourself to some tea whenever you're ready. Enjoy... I know it takes a bit to brew, but it's totally worth it. I accidentally poured you a little too much hot water, though, so my bad".

[ With that, he began to sip from his cup after placing the second one next to Paintmaster, observing Sheo's artistic creation ]

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

*Sheo beamed at Mato's words, which eased away whatever anxiety he had when he picked up the brush and applied the first layer onto his rough sketch. A certain cheekier brother would make fun of it instead.

He reached out for his cup and took a sip, trying to compare its taste to the Nailmaster's description.*

You are right, it is worth it! You've certainly improved compared to the last time you tried to make tea, haha.

*As he resumed painting, he was aware of his brother watching him. The silence that took place was... a little bit unnerving. He could still hear the howl of the winds that gave the top of Hallownest its name.*

I'm quite curious, Mato. This place is... it's such a barren and brutal wasteland. Why would you choose to live here? I had my reasons: Greenpath is a beautiful and remote place, perfect to practise the arts. Oro, he wanted to...

*...he wanted to get away from us as far as he could. Sheo bit his tongue from saying that.*

...I mean, I understand his intentions, and I think he'd want to stay right where he is in the grave in ash. But what about you? ...Forgive me if I am being intrusive. I am merely... curious.

[nailmaster-mato]

"Intrusive? What are you talking about? Not at all!"

[ Nailmaster absolutely adored it when his older brother showed such childish curiosity. Sheo had always been this way, and it was... endearing. Along with the rush of memories, Mato recalled the exact reason he had been forced to settle down in this specific place ]

"For the longest time, I was drawn to this area. It felt like a remote wasteland – vast, yet incredibly isolated. It gets cold out here, and lonely at times... but it keeps my mind sharp, even if I can't stand loneliness, though".

...

"I know where Oro is living now. I respect his choice, of course, but I have my suspicions about what really drove it... Hm. Anyway, I'm actually glad my place is so far out. It means no distractions for mastering Nailsage's teachings, and all that..."

[ He glanced toward the room's exit, out where the wind swirled and howled like a living thing. It would plunge to the ground, shatter, and then, reborn, rise back up to keep drifting ]

"I can't hide anything from you, my dear. My choice to live here was also born out of... well, my aesthetic preferences".

[ Mato took a small sip ]

"...Back then, I wanted to seem detached and aloof. Places like this never felt welcoming, but their mystery drew me in. I don't regret it. You can build a cozy life even here. We all create our own comfort, don't we?"

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

*Sheo hummed in thought as his brush stroked the canvas. He drew out a long sigh.*

I suppose we do. But I am glad you could find comfort here, despite its... conditions. It's... it's inspirational.

...

And I asked because, well, you know...

*He took a sip of his tea and thought about Mato's words. Lonely. He has felt it for a long time, before the Nailsmith came. At least he had his arts to content himself with during those years... he can't imagine being in his brother's shoes. How can Mato bear it?*

...If this place gets a... a little too lonely for you, remember that my doors are always open in Greenpath... just in case you'd like to stop by. I have paint, and spare brushes. And maybe my partner can finally be introduced to a member of my family!

[nailmaster-mato]

[ That was... a wonderful offer ]

"Oh, Sheo... that sounds amazing. I’ll definitely swing by later, I think. I mean, if you both want to see me..."

[ The thought was nerve-wracking, but in a good way. Just knowing that someone, somewhere, was waiting for you... ]

"Even when we part ways again, I’m going to miss you. But you shouldn't miss me. Next time, I think I’ll be the one coming to visit you, my dear. But for now..."

[ Mato's eyes lingered on Sheo, watching how meticulously he was drawing. Wait, was he already painting? Did he finish the sketch that quickly? ]

"How do you even work that fast, brother? Practice makes perfect, I guess?"

"...By the way, what do you usually paint? Landscapes? Still lifes? Nah... maybe portraits, hmm?"

[nailmaster-mato]

I spy a Mato? Matto? Mado? However I spell it. Haaii :3

"Oh, um!.. Greetings, wanderer... I'm Nailmaster Mato".

"But the way you spell it is pretty... funny".

[nailmaster-mato]

uhh since you're taking fanart now apparently uhh I drew you :3

I know it's messy and probably not that great but

*timidly hands you a piece of paper and quickly scurries away*

"This... This... What a lovely artwork! I hope you don't mind if I keep this one too, hmm?"

( ooc : GUYS YOU ARE ALL SO TALENTED GOSHHHJSJDJJDJD )

[nailmaster-mato]

*A sudden knocking came from outside, announcing the presence of a bug.

A moment of pause. Then a familiar shape emerged into the light of the hut. Sheo clutches his cloak and apron tightly as he enters, as if still afraid they'll be snatched by the strong gusts of wind from outside.

Upon seeing... him... his brother... he froze in his step. Memories of a younger Mato comes crashing in like a tidal wave. He has grown... so much... after all this time... it is hard to believe...

...

Despite his turmoil, he tried to remain as calm as possible, his hands gripping his traveler's bag tightly.*

It is nice to see you again, brother.

@paintmaster-sheo-official

[ It didn't take him long to come up to Sheo. As soon as Nailmaster saw how much he was carrying, Mato gently took the items from his claws before speaking ]

"Sheo, my brother! It's been a long time!"

[ Deciding not to make a big fuss, Mato set visitor's bag and other belongings down before pulling his brother into a warm embrace that quickly warmed Sheo from his journey through the cold wind-swept wasteland ]

"You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this! Feel free to make yourself at home, my dear, and you'll soon feel warm".

[ A brief silence prompted him to speak again. Nailmaster still hugged Sheo, not letting go ]

"Would you like to have some tea, hm-m? Please, don't hesitate!"

[ Rubs his cheek against other's forehead, pulling bug closer ]

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

*Despite his efforts, Mato's warm embrace and the press of his cheek against the forehead made Sheo's eyes creak with a huge and warm smile.

Arms relieved of the bag, he gently wrapped his claws around Mato, returning the hug.*

Likewise, brother... I have been waiting... too long... I am sorry I could not, did not, visit sooner.

*He gave Mato a final squeeze before slowly, regretfully, letting go of his hug.

The pinpricks of his coldness from outside have already started to fade in the warmth of the hut. He cleared his voice.*

Yes, I would like some tea! If... if it doesn't trouble you too much, that is.

*Sheo gestures to the bag in Mato's hand.*

I've also brought some art supplies. I had wanted to paint you... now that you are older... so I may never forget. Forgive me if that is a foolish notion.

I also brought something which you might enjoy... but perhaps you could bring out the tea first.

*The last sentence was said with a smile in his voice.*

[nailmaster-mato]

"You can't be serious! Are you going to... paint me?"

[ Nailmaster's face lit up at the very thought ]

"Of course, I wouldn't consider it a foolish notion, my brother. I suppose... this is your new passion? Oh, I'm sure you have talent, my dear!"

[ He carefully handed the backpack back to Sheo, releasing the strap only when he was sure Sheo had a firm grip on it ]

"But first, tea, yeah. Hm-m... what did you say? Something which I might enjoy?"

[ Curiosity crept into his voice, though Sheo couldn't catch his expression since Mato had already turned toward the far cabinet for the tea set ]

"Feel free to talk while I'm busy! Oh, you can use the pillows on the floor, I mean... make yourself comfortable".

[ He looked back over his shoulder ]

"...Don't be shy, tell me what's new!"

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

*Sheo couldn't say no to Mato's offer. He chose the closest pillow and sat by a small low table, the bag placed on his lap.*

I am now pursuing my true calling with the brush, but of that I'm sure you already know by now. Still, pupils sometimes come in expecting to find Nailmaster Sheo.

...

Other than that, nothing else. My apologies. I'm sure you expected more from the... oldest... amongst the three of us.

*The clattering of porcelain sounded from the cabinet as Mato prepared the tea. Absent-mindedly, Sheo opened the bag and rummaged inside in search of something. Should he tell him? About the Nailsmith? There was the small prick of anxiety, but Mato is his brother! And Mato was already very supportive of the Paintmaster's new passion.*

I have also been fortunate enough to find a... a partner. The... former Nailsmith from the City.

*His gaze snapped up to look at his brother, eyes gleaming, eager to change the topic.*

But enough about me! What about you, dear? How has being a Nailmaster been for you?

[nailmaster-mato]

[ Nailmaster caught his brother's embarrassment. Turning to him while stirring the fragrant herbs in a cup, Mato couldn't hide a smile. He knew he shouldn't pry, but it was obvious Sheo had intentionally changed the subject ]

"Hm-m, that's wonderful news! I'm so happy for you, my dear!"

[ It was time to open up about his own updates. He couldn't bring himself to admit that, despite all his promises, he hadn't actually rushed into mastering their Great Nailsage's teachings. Better to start small. Besides, Mato was completely fixated on Sheo's new partner ]

"...You were talking about the pupils. I had one like that... You should know how wonderful they are! As you probably know, I noticed that they had trained your Nail Art. I can't believe we're so lucky! But, hm-m..."

[ Nailmaster hesitated. There wasn't much to say, even though he had developed deep platonic feelings for his pupil ]

"Well, eh... I don't even know where they're gone now. Am I somehow worried about them?.. You should have seen how much I was filled with love when I realized a bond between us... I even dared to call them my child, can you imagine? And so. Their appearance in my life clarified a lot for me: it was as if I started seeing things differently. Some things that didn't make sense to me suddenly made sense".

[ Just as Mato began to drift into his own memories, he snapped back to his brother's news. A playful, knowing look returned to his face ]

"...Hey, that's not going to happen. You can't get away with it! I need to know if my brother is in good claws when he starts dating with someone! You know what to do. Tell me, if it's not too sensitive. The tea is almost ready, by the way..."

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

* The aroma of tea wafted through the hut. Sheo blinked dazedly, caught off guard by Mato's last statement. He chuckled. Of course, that's his little brother... always looking out for the family.*

I understand how you feel about that pupil of yours... and while I've never been as direct to them as you were, I certainly think of them fondly.

*He found what he was looking for and fished a jar from the bag and set it on the table. Its contents looked like... cookies? Freshly baked, too.*

That pupil... they've played a role in bringing us... the Nailsmith and I... together. I... do not think he'd like it if I went into details, but suffice to say, he was lost. Lost in his path, lost in his purpose in life.

I allowed him shelter at my place. Then we talked, and it turns out that he, too, has an interest in the arts. And now, we make art together!

I'll be forever indebted to the pupil for bringing joy to us both... Oh, and I'm sure you know that they mastered Oro's Nail Art, too! Hrm... I wonder how he is!

*The Paintmaster paused for a moment to study Mato's expression. He knew there had been some bad blood between him and Oro since the three parted ways, though he was unsure if the two had made up yet.*

My apologies if that is a sore subject...

[nailmaster-mato]

[ Swallowing his sudden shift in mood the moment Oro's name came up, Nailmaster quickly pivoted to the fascinating details of Sheo's meeting with his new partner ]

"Oh, you know, I'd honestly call it a godsend! You two are completely made for each other. Even the way our pupil played a role in this is just magical. It feels like everything was leading us toward this reunion from the very start!"

[ Mato could feel Sheo closely reading his reaction to the sudden mention of their other brother... ]

"Ah, about Oro. It's really not a sore subject, my dear... hm-m. I was actually glad to see how much our pupil's combat skills improved thanks to our brother — it definitely made them stronger".

...

"Sheo... I’m way past this feud, and I’m moving on, though I genuinely regret that things ended up this way. Life is just too short to waste on the kind of pride Oro's holding onto... I reached out, I tried to connect, but I hit a brick wall. There's nothing more I can do until he decides to take a step himself... anyway, nevermind. I always wish him the best, even if we don't talk the way we should".

[ His tone grew tense. Nailmaster bit his tongue to keep from venting his true feelings about the old feud; stooping that low while discussing about Oro with Sheo felt entirely wrong. He needed to change the subject, and fast ]

"...But at least I have you. I'm so inspired by what you're striving for, and seeing the shifts in your life — it hits close to home for me too, brother".

[ He softly brought up to himself Sheo's earlier mention of wanting to paint him... How exactly was he planning to do that? ]

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

*Sheo's claws clacked against the table. So be it. He closed his eyes briefly, remembering when Oro and Mato would team up against him in battle, fighting in tandem, a dance. It all seems so... far away now...*

*Mato's discomfort was palpable in his voice. Perhaps it would be wise not to push further on the matter.*

...I understand.

Your persistence in holding to master's teachings even after all this time... I give you my full respect for that, little brother.

*Seeing that Mato looked eager to change the subject, Sheo gestured with his chin to the jar of cookies he brought.*

I also brought cookies! After living off the limited variety of... squit meat... I also wanted to practise culinary arts, baking, and the like.

The spices used for these cookies are from the crops at Greenpath. As long as the cover remains airtight, they will be in good condition for a long time. I am... definitely not as masterful as I am with painting; even my love admits so, aha. But I hope they will serve as a refreshing treat for you compared to... whatever you can get in such a barren and hostile place to live. Perhaps... you can even give some to your pupils!

*A smile was in his voice when he said that. The Paintmaster then drew out a small canvas and art supplies.*

While waiting for the tea, I hope you won't mind if I get started on my painting? You do not need to stand still, and the process won't be as long as you expect; I wouldn't do it if such a thing inconvenienced you.

[nailmaster-mato]

[ Nailmaster was reasonably flattered by the compliment; in a way, it gave him just the push he needed to get back into training. He also quite liked Sheo's suggestion ]

"Yeah, go ahead! I'm amazed that you're able to do it so quickly... It's certainly a testament to your skill, my dear!"

[ Turning back to the cups, which were already filled with boiling water and herbs, Nailmaster could already smell the aroma of the tea being prepared. He also noticed the cookies that Sheo had mentioned ]

"Aw, that's so sweet of you, brother, thanks! Don't even worry, I bet they taste amazing!"

[ As he watched his brother diligently sketching, Mato smiled softly ]

"Help yourself to some tea whenever you're ready. Enjoy... I know it takes a bit to brew, but it's totally worth it. I accidentally poured you a little too much hot water, though, so my bad".

[ With that, he began to sip from his cup after placing the second one next to Paintmaster, observing Sheo's artistic creation ]

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

*Sheo beamed at Mato's words, which eased away whatever anxiety he had when he picked up the brush and applied the first layer onto his rough sketch. A certain cheekier brother would make fun of it instead.

He reached out for his cup and took a sip, trying to compare its taste to the Nailmaster's description.*

You are right, it is worth it! You've certainly improved compared to the last time you tried to make tea, haha.

*As he resumed painting, he was aware of his brother watching him. The silence that took place was... a little bit unnerving. He could still hear the howl of the winds that gave the top of Hallownest its name.*

I'm quite curious, Mato. This place is... it's such a barren and brutal wasteland. Why would you choose to live here? I had my reasons: Greenpath is a beautiful and remote place, perfect to practise the arts. Oro, he wanted to...

*...he wanted to get away from us as far as he could. Sheo bit his tongue from saying that.*

...I mean, I understand his intentions, and I think he'd want to stay right where he is in the grave in ash. But what about you? ...Forgive me if I am being intrusive. I am merely... curious.

[nailmaster-mato]

"Intrusive? What are you talking about? Not at all!"

[ Nailmaster absolutely adored it when his older brother showed such childish curiosity. Sheo had always been this way, and it was... endearing. Along with the rush of memories, Mato recalled the exact reason he had been forced to settle down in this specific place ]

"For the longest time, I was drawn to this area. It felt like a remote wasteland – vast, yet incredibly isolated. It gets cold out here, and lonely at times... but it keeps my mind sharp, even if I can't stand loneliness, though".

...

"I know where Oro is living now. I respect his choice, of course, but I have my suspicions about what really drove it... Hm. Anyway, I'm actually glad my place is so far out. It means no distractions for mastering Nailsage's teachings, and all that..."

[ He glanced toward the room's exit, out where the wind swirled and howled like a living thing. It would plunge to the ground, shatter, and then, reborn, rise back up to keep drifting ]

"I can't hide anything from you, my dear. My choice to live here was also born out of... well, my aesthetic preferences".

[ Mato took a small sip ]

"...Back then, I wanted to seem detached and aloof. Places like this never felt welcoming, but their mystery drew me in. I don't regret it. You can build a cozy life even here. We all create our own comfort, don't we?"

[nailmaster-mato]

Think fast chucklenuts!

*Throws a piece of paper at you and runs away*

@ask-goal-thewatch

"... Chuckle... what? Hey —"

[ His eyes caught the paper. After a wary look around, Nailmaster scooped it into his claws and eyed the artwork ]

"Oh! This is adorable! It's a rather unusual gift, and I'd prefer to keep it..." ( ... why did they have to run away so quickly, hm? Sheo... he had a claw in this too. How sweet... )

[nailmaster-mato]

*A sudden knocking came from outside, announcing the presence of a bug.

A moment of pause. Then a familiar shape emerged into the light of the hut. Sheo clutches his cloak and apron tightly as he enters, as if still afraid they'll be snatched by the strong gusts of wind from outside.

Upon seeing... him... his brother... he froze in his step. Memories of a younger Mato comes crashing in like a tidal wave. He has grown... so much... after all this time... it is hard to believe...

...

Despite his turmoil, he tried to remain as calm as possible, his hands gripping his traveler's bag tightly.*

It is nice to see you again, brother.

@paintmaster-sheo-official

[ It didn't take him long to come up to Sheo. As soon as Nailmaster saw how much he was carrying, Mato gently took the items from his claws before speaking ]

"Sheo, my brother! It's been a long time!"

[ Deciding not to make a big fuss, Mato set visitor's bag and other belongings down before pulling his brother into a warm embrace that quickly warmed Sheo from his journey through the cold wind-swept wasteland ]

"You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this! Feel free to make yourself at home, my dear, and you'll soon feel warm".

[ A brief silence prompted him to speak again. Nailmaster still hugged Sheo, not letting go ]

"Would you like to have some tea, hm-m? Please, don't hesitate!"

[ Rubs his cheek against other's forehead, pulling bug closer ]

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

*Despite his efforts, Mato's warm embrace and the press of his cheek against the forehead made Sheo's eyes creak with a huge and warm smile.

Arms relieved of the bag, he gently wrapped his claws around Mato, returning the hug.*

Likewise, brother... I have been waiting... too long... I am sorry I could not, did not, visit sooner.

*He gave Mato a final squeeze before slowly, regretfully, letting go of his hug.

The pinpricks of his coldness from outside have already started to fade in the warmth of the hut. He cleared his voice.*

Yes, I would like some tea! If... if it doesn't trouble you too much, that is.

*Sheo gestures to the bag in Mato's hand.*

I've also brought some art supplies. I had wanted to paint you... now that you are older... so I may never forget. Forgive me if that is a foolish notion.

I also brought something which you might enjoy... but perhaps you could bring out the tea first.

*The last sentence was said with a smile in his voice.*

[nailmaster-mato]

"You can't be serious! Are you going to... paint me?"

[ Nailmaster's face lit up at the very thought ]

"Of course, I wouldn't consider it a foolish notion, my brother. I suppose... this is your new passion? Oh, I'm sure you have talent, my dear!"

[ He carefully handed the backpack back to Sheo, releasing the strap only when he was sure Sheo had a firm grip on it ]

"But first, tea, yeah. Hm-m... what did you say? Something which I might enjoy?"

[ Curiosity crept into his voice, though Sheo couldn't catch his expression since Mato had already turned toward the far cabinet for the tea set ]

"Feel free to talk while I'm busy! Oh, you can use the pillows on the floor, I mean... make yourself comfortable".

[ He looked back over his shoulder ]

"...Don't be shy, tell me what's new!"

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

*Sheo couldn't say no to Mato's offer. He chose the closest pillow and sat by a small low table, the bag placed on his lap.*

I am now pursuing my true calling with the brush, but of that I'm sure you already know by now. Still, pupils sometimes come in expecting to find Nailmaster Sheo.

...

Other than that, nothing else. My apologies. I'm sure you expected more from the... oldest... amongst the three of us.

*The clattering of porcelain sounded from the cabinet as Mato prepared the tea. Absent-mindedly, Sheo opened the bag and rummaged inside in search of something. Should he tell him? About the Nailsmith? There was the small prick of anxiety, but Mato is his brother! And Mato was already very supportive of the Paintmaster's new passion.*

I have also been fortunate enough to find a... a partner. The... former Nailsmith from the City.

*His gaze snapped up to look at his brother, eyes gleaming, eager to change the topic.*

But enough about me! What about you, dear? How has being a Nailmaster been for you?

[nailmaster-mato]

[ Nailmaster caught his brother's embarrassment. Turning to him while stirring the fragrant herbs in a cup, Mato couldn't hide a smile. He knew he shouldn't pry, but it was obvious Sheo had intentionally changed the subject ]

"Hm-m, that's wonderful news! I'm so happy for you, my dear!"

[ It was time to open up about his own updates. He couldn't bring himself to admit that, despite all his promises, he hadn't actually rushed into mastering their Great Nailsage's teachings. Better to start small. Besides, Mato was completely fixated on Sheo's new partner ]

"...You were talking about the pupils. I had one like that... You should know how wonderful they are! As you probably know, I noticed that they had trained your Nail Art. I can't believe we're so lucky! But, hm-m..."

[ Nailmaster hesitated. There wasn't much to say, even though he had developed deep platonic feelings for his pupil ]

"Well, eh... I don't even know where they're gone now. Am I somehow worried about them?.. You should have seen how much I was filled with love when I realized a bond between us... I even dared to call them my child, can you imagine? And so. Their appearance in my life clarified a lot for me: it was as if I started seeing things differently. Some things that didn't make sense to me suddenly made sense".

[ Just as Mato began to drift into his own memories, he snapped back to his brother's news. A playful, knowing look returned to his face ]

"...Hey, that's not going to happen. You can't get away with it! I need to know if my brother is in good claws when he starts dating with someone! You know what to do. Tell me, if it's not too sensitive. The tea is almost ready, by the way..."

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

* The aroma of tea wafted through the hut. Sheo blinked dazedly, caught off guard by Mato's last statement. He chuckled. Of course, that's his little brother... always looking out for the family.*

I understand how you feel about that pupil of yours... and while I've never been as direct to them as you were, I certainly think of them fondly.

*He found what he was looking for and fished a jar from the bag and set it on the table. Its contents looked like... cookies? Freshly baked, too.*

That pupil... they've played a role in bringing us... the Nailsmith and I... together. I... do not think he'd like it if I went into details, but suffice to say, he was lost. Lost in his path, lost in his purpose in life.

I allowed him shelter at my place. Then we talked, and it turns out that he, too, has an interest in the arts. And now, we make art together!

I'll be forever indebted to the pupil for bringing joy to us both... Oh, and I'm sure you know that they mastered Oro's Nail Art, too! Hrm... I wonder how he is!

*The Paintmaster paused for a moment to study Mato's expression. He knew there had been some bad blood between him and Oro since the three parted ways, though he was unsure if the two had made up yet.*

My apologies if that is a sore subject...

[nailmaster-mato]

[ Swallowing his sudden shift in mood the moment Oro's name came up, Nailmaster quickly pivoted to the fascinating details of Sheo's meeting with his new partner ]

"Oh, you know, I'd honestly call it a godsend! You two are completely made for each other. Even the way our pupil played a role in this is just magical. It feels like everything was leading us toward this reunion from the very start!"

[ Mato could feel Sheo closely reading his reaction to the sudden mention of their other brother... ]

"Ah, about Oro. It's really not a sore subject, my dear... hm-m. I was actually glad to see how much our pupil's combat skills improved thanks to our brother — it definitely made them stronger".

...

"Sheo... I’m way past this feud, and I’m moving on, though I genuinely regret that things ended up this way. Life is just too short to waste on the kind of pride Oro's holding onto... I reached out, I tried to connect, but I hit a brick wall. There's nothing more I can do until he decides to take a step himself... anyway, nevermind. I always wish him the best, even if we don't talk the way we should".

[ His tone grew tense. Nailmaster bit his tongue to keep from venting his true feelings about the old feud; stooping that low while discussing about Oro with Sheo felt entirely wrong. He needed to change the subject, and fast ]

"...But at least I have you. I'm so inspired by what you're striving for, and seeing the shifts in your life — it hits close to home for me too, brother".

[ He softly brought up to himself Sheo's earlier mention of wanting to paint him... How exactly was he planning to do that? ]

[paintmaster-sheo-official]

*Sheo's claws clacked against the table. So be it. He closed his eyes briefly, remembering when Oro and Mato would team up against him in battle, fighting in tandem, a dance. It all seems so... far away now...*

*Mato's discomfort was palpable in his voice. Perhaps it would be wise not to push further on the matter.*

...I understand.

Your persistence in holding to master's teachings even after all this time... I give you my full respect for that, little brother.

*Seeing that Mato looked eager to change the subject, Sheo gestured with his chin to the jar of cookies he brought.*

I also brought cookies! After living off the limited variety of... squit meat... I also wanted to practise culinary arts, baking, and the like.

The spices used for these cookies are from the crops at Greenpath. As long as the cover remains airtight, they will be in good condition for a long time. I am... definitely not as masterful as I am with painting; even my love admits so, aha. But I hope they will serve as a refreshing treat for you compared to... whatever you can get in such a barren and hostile place to live. Perhaps... you can even give some to your pupils!

*A smile was in his voice when he said that. The Paintmaster then drew out a small canvas and art supplies.*

While waiting for the tea, I hope you won't mind if I get started on my painting? You do not need to stand still, and the process won't be as long as you expect; I wouldn't do it if such a thing inconvenienced you.

[nailmaster-mato]

[ Nailmaster was reasonably flattered by the compliment; in a way, it gave him just the push he needed to get back into training. He also quite liked Sheo's suggestion ]

"Yeah, go ahead! I'm amazed that you're able to do it so quickly... It's certainly a testament to your skill, my dear!"

[ Turning back to the cups, which were already filled with boiling water and herbs, Nailmaster could already smell the aroma of the tea being prepared. He also noticed the cookies that Sheo had mentioned ]

"Aw, that's so sweet of you, brother, thanks! Don't even worry, I bet they taste amazing!"

[ As he watched his brother diligently sketching, Mato smiled softly ]

"Help yourself to some tea whenever you're ready. Enjoy... I know it takes a bit to brew, but it's totally worth it. I accidentally poured you a little too much hot water, though, so my bad".

[ With that, he began to sip from his cup after placing the second one next to Paintmaster, observing Sheo's artistic creation ]