NATE
The tragic flaw of charming men
is exactly as it seems,
too much grease,
can break down a machine.
is exactly as it seems,
too much grease,
can break down a machine.
The smoke, the sentient playfulness of it, manages to make Nate uneasy, so far more than anything else he’s seen while exploring. And he’d seen some kind of terrible ghost circle. The laugh is what really makes him grit his teeth, squeezing Sams hand hard like he’s getting ready to pull the other man away. The creature erupting out of the case is almost enough to actually send him running, but it also leaves him curious enough to stay still.
The question really comes down to one thing in Nate’s mind. Does he want to owe something or be owed something. Or, rather, does he want to owe something now, or later. Any person, any thing offering favours is going to get its payment one way or another. ”I’d like a boon now.” He calls, after a moments thought. At least if he doesn’t have to pay anything back right away, he has something time to figure out a way out of it.
Nate asks for a boon!
