NATE
So, baby-doll, don't you lose your touch
You take it all cause you're never gonna take too...
You take it all cause you're never gonna take too...
It’s something a little strange for Nate, to have his insistence’s taken seriously by someone like the Voice, but it warms him as well, makes him feel... special, important. He’s not a child, he doesn’t need the validation, but it still feels good.
If he didn’t already want to do what he could for the Voice, he would definitely want to now.
And she seems just as eager as he does, leaning in and whispering instructions into his ears, a list of tasks he nods to, something solemn in the set of his jaw when the goddess draws back. ”You can count on me.” He promises, and with that, and a moment spent replenishing himself, he turns, and strides home with a renewed sense of purpose.
Fin
If he didn’t already want to do what he could for the Voice, he would definitely want to now.
And she seems just as eager as he does, leaning in and whispering instructions into his ears, a list of tasks he nods to, something solemn in the set of his jaw when the goddess draws back. ”You can count on me.” He promises, and with that, and a moment spent replenishing himself, he turns, and strides home with a renewed sense of purpose.
Fin
Losing control and you lose your touch
You take it all, cause you're never gonna take too much
You take it all, cause you're never gonna take too much
