Don't make me a liar, 'cause I swear to god When I said it I thought it was true
As soon as the thanks leaves Melita's lips, Nate's head is shaking. Offering her a place to stay, to be safe and watched and comforted, is the least he can do. It's the least he should do really, but he's not quite sure how to offer anything more to her, not without overstepping any kind of boundary. "We're supposed to take care of each other." He offers after a moment, before she shifts, her attention moving to other, less dark thoughts. Hopefully.
The waves, and the creatures that they hide, serve to be a pretty good distraction from nightmares and restless walks. Nate, for the first time, notices the strange living plant lingering in Melita's arms, and spends a long moment staring at it, instead of towards the ocean, though he glances up whenever the girl turns back to him. Emapanada stops sounding quite so right once he hears it repeated back to him, but he's no going to correct himself, not at this point. Instead, he lifts his gaze to the girl, brow cocked up in a question. "So do you?" Water magic wasn't anything new to him, but Nate feels like he would have heard something about Melita having magic by now.
Nate doesn't get the chance to actually ask anything more, because Melita is off like a shot, her gourd left behind along with him. He lets out a bright whoop and goes running after her, overtaking Fangorn easily in his haste to make up the distance between them. He doesn't beat her to the edge of the surf, but he does go beyond her, ankle, knee deep before he stops himself, turning back towards Melita with a wide grin.
The waves, and the creatures that they hide, serve to be a pretty good distraction from nightmares and restless walks. Nate, for the first time, notices the strange living plant lingering in Melita's arms, and spends a long moment staring at it, instead of towards the ocean, though he glances up whenever the girl turns back to him. Emapanada stops sounding quite so right once he hears it repeated back to him, but he's no going to correct himself, not at this point. Instead, he lifts his gaze to the girl, brow cocked up in a question. "So do you?" Water magic wasn't anything new to him, but Nate feels like he would have heard something about Melita having magic by now.
Nate doesn't get the chance to actually ask anything more, because Melita is off like a shot, her gourd left behind along with him. He lets out a bright whoop and goes running after her, overtaking Fangorn easily in his haste to make up the distance between them. He doesn't beat her to the edge of the surf, but he does go beyond her, ankle, knee deep before he stops himself, turning back towards Melita with a wide grin.
NATE
