NATE
It’s good Sunjata asks, Nate far too prone to letting things sit and fester in him until they’re twisted and angry. Even if he has absolutely no idea how to explain himself, he’s almost glad for the chance. Nothing. It’s nothing you said, really, it’s just... The mental equivalent of a sigh leaves him, starlight that is cold, cruel, and too distant for him to ever touch coming to his mind, floating through the bond.
”I don’t know.” He says, honest for what feels like the first time, based purely on how wrong it feels. The easiest way to even begin to explain is to start at the beginning. ”I went to see Safrin, to... to ask for something. I... didn’t manage it, but she... she let me drink from her.” Shifting, Nate rolls up his sleeves, impossibly warm, and tries to distract himself with a mixing spices in a bowl.
”I don’t know.” He says, honest for what feels like the first time, based purely on how wrong it feels. The easiest way to even begin to explain is to start at the beginning. ”I went to see Safrin, to... to ask for something. I... didn’t manage it, but she... she let me drink from her.” Shifting, Nate rolls up his sleeves, impossibly warm, and tries to distract himself with a mixing spices in a bowl.
say hello to the good times
and say hello to the sun
and say hello to the sun
