just put down the bottle, don't listen to what you've consumed
It takes everything in Nate to not stiffen when an arm is thrown around his shoulder. Can’t let a little surprise ruin what’s supposed to look like a beautiful friendship, after all. Even if he does want to wrinkle his nose at the use of his full name. ”I always pay what I owe. Don’t you worry.” The little wink that accompanies his words doesn’t really help his case, but he’s already in the clear, as far as he’s concerned. A thought that only grows more confident as the bowls are revealed again, and he can reach out to snatch up the diamond, a flourish of his fingers hiding exactly where it’s secreted away to.
The old woman gives him something a touch more valuable than only the diamond, a little smirk spreading over his face at his guides full name. Not a tidbit he can use right away, but one that might be fun later, in a fit of pettiness. For the moment, Nate offers a surprisingly sincere thanks to Zeph, a bright smile to the shopkeeper, then makes his way back home, meaning to grab the ramp hire horns, the first piece of his quest gathered up easily enough.
Now for the next pieces.
Done
The old woman gives him something a touch more valuable than only the diamond, a little smirk spreading over his face at his guides full name. Not a tidbit he can use right away, but one that might be fun later, in a fit of pettiness. For the moment, Nate offers a surprisingly sincere thanks to Zeph, a bright smile to the shopkeeper, then makes his way back home, meaning to grab the ramp hire horns, the first piece of his quest gathered up easily enough.
Now for the next pieces.
Done
it's chaos, confusion, and wholly unworthy
of feeding and it's wholly untrue
NATE
