- NATE -
Just how deep do you believe?
Will you bite the hand that feeds?
Will you bite the hand that feeds?
Zeph’s hard stare is met by an icy one, Nate working his jaw a moment before he can force a strained grin to his lips, can force put a terse sentence, anger clenching his hands. ”We made it out, yea.” He angles himself down, giving the snake a chance to shift back into man again. ”Still have to thank you for the directions, dont we?” And he’s ready to show the smuggler exactly how grateful he is, when Sam speaks up.
This will not look good, and that’s the only thing that makes Nate pause, that unclenches his fists. He does a quick calculation, then sighs through his nose. ”We’re here to help.” The words come with a bright flash of an incredibly fake grin, and then Nate stepping forward.
”I’ll take care of the stains.” Comes the growl as he grabs a scrub brush and a bucket, staring hard at the rest of the group before he starts working, just to make sure nothing was about to erupt.
Nate takes the floor scrubbing
This will not look good, and that’s the only thing that makes Nate pause, that unclenches his fists. He does a quick calculation, then sighs through his nose. ”We’re here to help.” The words come with a bright flash of an incredibly fake grin, and then Nate stepping forward.
”I’ll take care of the stains.” Comes the growl as he grabs a scrub brush and a bucket, staring hard at the rest of the group before he starts working, just to make sure nothing was about to erupt.
Nate takes the floor scrubbing
Will you chew until it bleeds?
Can you get up off your knees?
Can you get up off your knees?
