Clemente
run, love
i'm the truth that you're afraid of
i'm the truth that you're afraid of
Clemente can't help puffing up like a prideful bird at the compliment. He quite likes Sunjata (though there's absolutely no contest in terms of who he loves more between the two men) and the man deserves this stranger's praise. But so does Nate, and he's quick to fix that particular oversight. "Nate's a doctor!" he gushes, flaxen gaze bright with hero worship. "He's gunna set up a clinic 'n everything. If y'ever wanna visit." Growing immediately flustered at the implication he gives a full body shake like an anxious little dog. "Not that y'look sick or nothin'! Jus' for like...medicines and stuff." Clemente has enough manners in his body to not insult a pretty lady. Or at least not to her face.
i'm the fever that you can't get down
Just a martyr on a bridge that's burning down
Just a martyr on a bridge that's burning down
