- NATE -
but who am I to say?
let's all just run away
let's all just run away
A frown twists Nate’s face, a single shoulder lifting in an unenthused shrug. ”Some things don’t leave you even if you don’t remember why. And some thing are better not to go through at all.” Bleak advice, but hey, no one had ever called him a role model. Though, if he we’re going to try for anyone, it should be Mabel. Guilt rises like bile in his throat, Nate’s weight shifting back and forth before he glanced over at her. He wants to take some measure of his words back, wants to feign optimism, but every attempt dies on his tongue.
Legs dangle in the abyss as he ponders Mabels question, something rapturous in his voice. ”She repaired my eye when I lost it.” His head tips to the side, and he turns his gaze up the merciful blankness of a cloud covered night. ”And she gave me Pemota.” Who was keeping dutiful watch over Sunjata, back in the VlamVloed. ”It... took me a while to warm up to her, if I’m being honest.”
Legs dangle in the abyss as he ponders Mabels question, something rapturous in his voice. ”She repaired my eye when I lost it.” His head tips to the side, and he turns his gaze up the merciful blankness of a cloud covered night. ”And she gave me Pemota.” Who was keeping dutiful watch over Sunjata, back in the VlamVloed. ”It... took me a while to warm up to her, if I’m being honest.”
grab your saints and pray
and we'll burn this world today
and we'll burn this world today
