'Cause I know my weakness, know my voice
The conversation shifted easily to Wesley as they settled into a booth tucked away in a corner and he hummed, picking up the little paper menu on the end of the table. "He's eleven. Still has plenty of growing up to do." Which was part of why Nathaniel stayed in Stormbreak. Wesley wasn't anywhere near old enough to be left to his own devices. Plus, it wasn't like he could support their mother. She did well enough for herself with her little seamstress job, but it didn't leave a lot of wiggle room. If it wasn't for the fact that their dad left them with the family home things would be a lot harder.
Nathaniel easily returned the man's grin with one of his own before a waitress approached. His stomach growled loudly, reminding him that it was definitely lunch time. He ordered a beer and something that mainly consisted of meat and potatoes before turning her attention back to Eryx, "Lucky for you I have an open spot for a newbie." He winked and his grin morphed into a smirk as he held Eryx's gaze, "You wouldn't be wrong. Born and bred in Stormbreak itself." He chuckled, leaning back and crossing his arms lightly over his chest, "Where were you from before?"
Nathaniel easily returned the man's grin with one of his own before a waitress approached. His stomach growled loudly, reminding him that it was definitely lunch time. He ordered a beer and something that mainly consisted of meat and potatoes before turning her attention back to Eryx, "Lucky for you I have an open spot for a newbie." He winked and his grin morphed into a smirk as he held Eryx's gaze, "You wouldn't be wrong. Born and bred in Stormbreak itself." He chuckled, leaning back and crossing his arms lightly over his chest, "Where were you from before?"
NATHANIEL
