half human, half machine

Nate

All Nate could do was shrug in response to Sam's lack of answers. It was the way things went, as far as he was concerned. Not every question has a satisfying answer, or an answer at all sometimes. Nate had never understood the obsession people had with asking questions like that, but it did make him frown to think of how the other man was consumed by such frustrations.

His nose wrinkled at the sudden change in Sam's posture, his tone. "Why would I tell you? It's just business as usual." The reason for the sudden shift, and concern, became clear as soon as the other man continued, and Nate could have slapped himself. As gently as he could he shifted, looking down at the ginger. "It's nothing like that. It's just a normal medical procedure. I'm a professional Sam." He insisted, trying to make himself sound as earnest and honest as possible.

So let's face it this was never what you wanted
But I know it's fun to pretend

Now blank stares and empty threats
Are all I have, they're all I have