Ocean's Breath Plateau master of the house

From the sidelines he'd watched his friend work tirelessly to fulfil his father's wishes to expand the lodge, helping where he could when the task did not involve carrying heavy logs. It was clear Raiyuk was more built for these kinds of activities whereas Matteo was not. 

And so it stung more than it probably should when the seaboy's words pierced the otherwise quiet air. 

"I..." he trailed off, reeling back a few steps even as his friend began to apologise. Matteo sat in silence, white hot tears welling at the corners of his eyes. He wiped them quickly with a sooty paw while Raiyuk's back was turned. "N-no it's okay, Raiyuk. I should be the one sayin' sorry. I should be lifting logs like you." 

He kicked the meagre pile of remaining foliage to the side. It seemed stupidly small now.