NATE
Who could ask to be unbroken
or be brave again?
or be brave again?
Or honey hope even on this side
of the grave again?
of the grave again?
”The Voice..? Oh, your vamp- uh, your...” Nate snapped his fingers, the name on the of his rogue. ”Ascended! That’s your god, yea?” He was so proud that he’d remembered that Nate manages to not actually process what Sam had for a moment, but when he did his eyes nearly bugged out of his skull. ”Invisible? I... look, Sam...”
Nate shifted some of the items the book maker had gathered around himself, clearing enough room to sit right beside Sam, their legs touching. ”I do see what’re you’re coming from, but... there’s easier ways to break laws. You don’t need to run into the woods.” There was an effort made to make it sound like his concern was purely out of a sense of duty, but truthfully, he was genuinely worried about Sam. Sure, he wouldn’t do well in a draft, but Nafe couldn’t see him doing well in the woods either.
Nate shifted some of the items the book maker had gathered around himself, clearing enough room to sit right beside Sam, their legs touching. ”I do see what’re you’re coming from, but... there’s easier ways to break laws. You don’t need to run into the woods.” There was an effort made to make it sound like his concern was purely out of a sense of duty, but truthfully, he was genuinely worried about Sam. Sure, he wouldn’t do well in a draft, but Nafe couldn’t see him doing well in the woods either.
And who could ask it to be sound
or to feel saved again?
or to feel saved again?
But stick around until you hear
that music play again
that music play again
