NATE
It’s the tone of Isla’s voice that tells him he’s won. Thoughtful, reluctant, tempted. A trio the demi-god knows well, though usually in a far different context. “I trust you Isla.” The words are tucked in between her knuckles, swaddled with sincerity and charm and everything else that melts together in the curves of Nate’s grin. “Now who’s flattering?” Even as he points it out, the doctor preens, leaning in like the compliment is some sweet scent he wants to savour.
“Not right now is best, I think.” Nate is quick to step into the details, now that Isla’s agreed to let him be a lab rat. “I have a few things coming up I want to be sharp for.” A wink tips in the medic’s direction, a pink tongue sliding across Nates lower lip in the same action. Isla can fill in the blanks however she wants. “Might as well take precautions.”
Interest draws his gaze around the operating theatre. Professionalism keeps him from reaching out to touch anything, barely, but it doesn’t stop him from pulling away from Isla and hopping up on the bed. “This all looks up to code.” Nate says in a faux official drawl, gesturing around him while he reclines. “Wish I could have helped.”
“Not right now is best, I think.” Nate is quick to step into the details, now that Isla’s agreed to let him be a lab rat. “I have a few things coming up I want to be sharp for.” A wink tips in the medic’s direction, a pink tongue sliding across Nates lower lip in the same action. Isla can fill in the blanks however she wants. “Might as well take precautions.”
Interest draws his gaze around the operating theatre. Professionalism keeps him from reaching out to touch anything, barely, but it doesn’t stop him from pulling away from Isla and hopping up on the bed. “This all looks up to code.” Nate says in a faux official drawl, gesturing around him while he reclines. “Wish I could have helped.”
I am the problem
And you just sit there watching
And you just sit there watching
