I've been thinking too much.
Were Nathaniel the type to be concerned — of course, he wasn’t — he might find the Outlander’s lack of caution alarming. Such ignorance was dangerous in Caido, especially during the darker months. People prayed for big fucking birds to bless the town with burning light. And here was this Outlander, dressed like a clown, shooting off at the mouth as if he had any idea.
“All Outlanders are obvious,” Nate says dryly. Of course, he might be wrong. He might only notice the obvious ones — he doesn’t exactly interrogate every stranger he passes on the street. He feels better making absolute statements like this. Feels knowledgeable, something which occurs so rarely he takes this opportunity to bask in it.
“From the ceiling? No. But people… show up. We call them Outlanders. It didn’t used to happen so often, but these days…” Nathaniel drew in a long breath and shook his head. “At least you missed most of the fun. Do you have a place to stay yet? You won’t last long out here in that.” His dark eyes rake Adam up and down, taking in the man’s tasteless clothing without making any sort of judgment other than disgust, of course. There was nothing interesting about such a lack of practicality. Or about swaggering around town making bad jokes. Nothing at all.
It was simply in Nathaniel’s best interest to make sure the stranger found a place to stay far away from the places Nathaniel liked to visit.
“All Outlanders are obvious,” Nate says dryly. Of course, he might be wrong. He might only notice the obvious ones — he doesn’t exactly interrogate every stranger he passes on the street. He feels better making absolute statements like this. Feels knowledgeable, something which occurs so rarely he takes this opportunity to bask in it.
“From the ceiling? No. But people… show up. We call them Outlanders. It didn’t used to happen so often, but these days…” Nathaniel drew in a long breath and shook his head. “At least you missed most of the fun. Do you have a place to stay yet? You won’t last long out here in that.” His dark eyes rake Adam up and down, taking in the man’s tasteless clothing without making any sort of judgment other than disgust, of course. There was nothing interesting about such a lack of practicality. Or about swaggering around town making bad jokes. Nothing at all.
It was simply in Nathaniel’s best interest to make sure the stranger found a place to stay far away from the places Nathaniel liked to visit.
Nate
