I want to bring my fear, loathing, and delusions to a pourI want to tip panic and reason into my god-fearing mouth
Drained the filled was a pretty apt description, all things considered. So Nate nodded, a shoulder rising in a shrug. "It's fast." The doctor offers, as if that makes it sound any more appealing at all. He's lost some his nuance, since it had happened to him. "It hurts for," Nate's head tips back and forth, his mind not supplying the memory no matter how he tries, "maybe a second? And then nothing." Nothing ever again, though he'd discovered a few notable exceptions. He'd just been that lucky.
"Blood can stretch out your visits to the Voice a little bit, but you have to go back to her eventually." It wasn't as if it was a hassle. When all hours of the day were open to you, a moment spent at a shrine is nothing. "Isn't it?" The words are a breathless, reverent sigh. Some deep softness overtakes his eyes, fades again in an instant as his gaze flicks back to Cameron.
"Looks like we have something in common then." A hand comes out to pat Cameron's shoulder, a grin overtaking his face. Not in quite the same way, not that Nate knew the specifics, not that it was really his business. "I've found uh, out of everything though, Caido is pretty okay for that." Shaking his head and letting out a laugh, Nateleans back. "So I had to go and find another thing to be hated for."
"Sorry, we've gotten way off topic. " Reaching up to pinch at his nose, Nate tried to focus himself again. "I can't get you an exact uh, match, for what you're taking now, but I can get a few things that should help. And if you want, I can take you to the Voice, to see if she can do something for you."
"Blood can stretch out your visits to the Voice a little bit, but you have to go back to her eventually." It wasn't as if it was a hassle. When all hours of the day were open to you, a moment spent at a shrine is nothing. "Isn't it?" The words are a breathless, reverent sigh. Some deep softness overtakes his eyes, fades again in an instant as his gaze flicks back to Cameron.
"Looks like we have something in common then." A hand comes out to pat Cameron's shoulder, a grin overtaking his face. Not in quite the same way, not that Nate knew the specifics, not that it was really his business. "I've found uh, out of everything though, Caido is pretty okay for that." Shaking his head and letting out a laugh, Nateleans back. "So I had to go and find another thing to be hated for."
"Sorry, we've gotten way off topic. " Reaching up to pinch at his nose, Nate tried to focus himself again. "I can't get you an exact uh, match, for what you're taking now, but I can get a few things that should help. And if you want, I can take you to the Voice, to see if she can do something for you."
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