- NATE -
Got my own monster
Nobody but me
Nobody but me
No, nothing is, though Nate is glad the question fizzles out before he has to voice his answer. "Isla." The smile that flickers across his face is a mockery of her warmth. "Good to see you again." Longnight already felt like a lifetime ago, somehow he expects things to have changed monumentally for everyone. "I'd love to come in."
All at once, Nate seems to be a blur of motion, a hand rising to press through his hair while the other tugs at his jacket, another one still, staticy and transparent, moving to cup Isla's back and guide them back into her office. "I was hoping you might be able to help me with something." Some rationalization, some justification. "I have a... theory, kind of, that I want to test, but I can't manage it myself." Even with the unspoken benefit of a few extra hands.
All at once, Nate seems to be a blur of motion, a hand rising to press through his hair while the other tugs at his jacket, another one still, staticy and transparent, moving to cup Isla's back and guide them back into her office. "I was hoping you might be able to help me with something." Some rationalization, some justification. "I have a... theory, kind of, that I want to test, but I can't manage it myself." Even with the unspoken benefit of a few extra hands.
I would never call him enemy
He's the bad god I need
He's the bad god I need
