just put down the bottle, don't listen to what you've consumed
A voice rings out that Nate really, really doesn't want to hear. It is, if it comes down to it, a fight that he feels like he can win, and that though is the only thing that convinces him to turn, wide, fake grin on his face. "Evening." He can act civil for as along as he needs.
"Enjoying it well enough. Better than the last time I was here." A careless hand is thrown up towards his face, the scar there, though the bright blue eye never leaves the smuggler, sizing him, his words, and his shiny little knife up.
There's no reason to trust the man as far as he could throw him, but in this one, specific instance, he might actually save Nate some time. And swallowing his pride to ask for help is something he can do easily enough, though he's sure it won't be the only hoop he has to jump through.
"Might take you up on that." A mumbled reply, coming before Nate takes a half step closer, a hand lifting to push his hair back. It's as if he steps into a different version of himself, the hard set of his jaw melting away to a thin smile, his eye softening. He can be civil, to get what he wants. "I'm looking for a diamond. A big one." A hand comes up, fingers making a circle approximately eyeball sized, for example.
"Enjoying it well enough. Better than the last time I was here." A careless hand is thrown up towards his face, the scar there, though the bright blue eye never leaves the smuggler, sizing him, his words, and his shiny little knife up.
There's no reason to trust the man as far as he could throw him, but in this one, specific instance, he might actually save Nate some time. And swallowing his pride to ask for help is something he can do easily enough, though he's sure it won't be the only hoop he has to jump through.
"Might take you up on that." A mumbled reply, coming before Nate takes a half step closer, a hand lifting to push his hair back. It's as if he steps into a different version of himself, the hard set of his jaw melting away to a thin smile, his eye softening. He can be civil, to get what he wants. "I'm looking for a diamond. A big one." A hand comes up, fingers making a circle approximately eyeball sized, for example.
it's chaos, confusion, and wholly unworthy
of feeding and it's wholly untrue
NATE
