Confine me let me be the lesser of a beautiful man without the blood on his hands
Despite the fact that Nate didn't actually expect them to get anywhere, too many contrary souls in the ascended family to ever agree on anything, he was still irritated. Irritated at being summoned here for what felt like nothing, irritated to have had to clash horns with Sam, irritated that they didn't come to a consensus, irritated that they had to move along to a secondary location now.
There was an effort to put on a brave face though, to not just glower and moan, spurred mostly by the kid beside him. Nate all but insisted on walking next to Clem, his shoulder bumping into the younger now and then, and it kept something neutral on his face, something closer to a grin than a scowl. When they reached the shrine, the tree far too familiar, Nate kept to the edge of the group, near the back, and glared at it.
There was an effort to put on a brave face though, to not just glower and moan, spurred mostly by the kid beside him. Nate all but insisted on walking next to Clem, his shoulder bumping into the younger now and then, and it kept something neutral on his face, something closer to a grin than a scowl. When they reached the shrine, the tree far too familiar, Nate kept to the edge of the group, near the back, and glared at it.
NATE
