You win a lot, but you lose just a little bit more than you gained in the end
Perhaps he should have made some kind of plan in advance, sent some warning to the guild ahead of him, so he wouldn't be waiting in the dim Sanctuary, unsupervised. It's interesting though, and Nate can't find it in him to really break it yet, too interested in the materials all over. It can't last forever though, and he doesn't expect it to.
He had just picked up a small metal case, smaller than his palm by a large margin, when he felt a prickle at the back of his neck, the faintest feeling of eyes on him. Nate turns, hands dropping, the case palmed easily, more out of habit than anything else. But when he sees it's Bastien peeking in at him, Nate can't help the grin, the way he immediately forgets what he's holding, and slips it into his pocket to be worried about later, so he has both hands free to present his fellow ascended with a tightly wrapped basket.
"I was hoping to find you." Nate exclaims as he crosses back towards the entrance of the Sanctuary, wide grin on his face. "I've got a gift."
He had just picked up a small metal case, smaller than his palm by a large margin, when he felt a prickle at the back of his neck, the faintest feeling of eyes on him. Nate turns, hands dropping, the case palmed easily, more out of habit than anything else. But when he sees it's Bastien peeking in at him, Nate can't help the grin, the way he immediately forgets what he's holding, and slips it into his pocket to be worried about later, so he has both hands free to present his fellow ascended with a tightly wrapped basket.
"I was hoping to find you." Nate exclaims as he crosses back towards the entrance of the Sanctuary, wide grin on his face. "I've got a gift."
NATE
