Nate
There's a shadow just behind me
Shrouding every step I take
Making every promise empty
Pointing every finger at me
Shrouding every step I take
Making every promise empty
Pointing every finger at me
”You lost a bet.” Nate repeated, not even a question, just pure amazement. Really, it was impressive his eyes brows didn’t completely disappear into his hair, with how high they rose. ”You know,” He began, not that he even really knew where to go with this, ”I... I have done some really stupid shit, but... shit, I think I’ve been dethroned. Congrats.” There was at least a smile on his face, as he tried to make light of... whatever the fuck had happened to Sunjatas life.
It’s a tad easier when he can feign professionalism, hide behind the screen of a concerned doctor, and scowl at the other man when it was confirmed that yea, he had said bedrest, he had said take it easy. Though the tone the taller man takes when he says it kind of takes the fun out of getting to be snippy, and Nate sighs, a hand coming up to rub over his face. ”Can you, I don’t know... actually try? More than sort of? I’m not really trying to be a hard ass here, but... it’s kind of serious.” Like lifelong issues, or death, was only kind of serious.
Honestly, if it wasn’t for the fact that his insistence about this wasn’t really about Sunjata, Nate night give up, treat the other man as he could and leave him to his own devices past that, but well. He had a chip in his shoulder, and an insistence that he doesn’t let anyone die, not if he can fucking help it.
At least his touch is accepted, not brushed away like he’d expected. ”These things can go in cycles. It might not necessarily be entirely because of what happened.” A lie, but a gentle one. Guilt really doesn’t help with the healing process. Nate feels a little more comfortable making a face at the mention of going to Halo when Sunjatas not focused on him. Not that he personally really minded the place, but that es so my because he couldn’t feel the cold. ”I... suppose that could have been worse then. Even if it sounds like a...” He shakes his head with snort, figuring he didn’t need to disparage the union out loud any more. ”As long as it was only one of two, and it doesn’t happen again, it should be okay.”
”Have you... told her about it?” The way Nate asked made it sound like he was talking about the illness, but the way his eyes flicked down towards Sunjatas wrist made it clear he wasn’t only talking about the illness.
It’s a tad easier when he can feign professionalism, hide behind the screen of a concerned doctor, and scowl at the other man when it was confirmed that yea, he had said bedrest, he had said take it easy. Though the tone the taller man takes when he says it kind of takes the fun out of getting to be snippy, and Nate sighs, a hand coming up to rub over his face. ”Can you, I don’t know... actually try? More than sort of? I’m not really trying to be a hard ass here, but... it’s kind of serious.” Like lifelong issues, or death, was only kind of serious.
Honestly, if it wasn’t for the fact that his insistence about this wasn’t really about Sunjata, Nate night give up, treat the other man as he could and leave him to his own devices past that, but well. He had a chip in his shoulder, and an insistence that he doesn’t let anyone die, not if he can fucking help it.
At least his touch is accepted, not brushed away like he’d expected. ”These things can go in cycles. It might not necessarily be entirely because of what happened.” A lie, but a gentle one. Guilt really doesn’t help with the healing process. Nate feels a little more comfortable making a face at the mention of going to Halo when Sunjatas not focused on him. Not that he personally really minded the place, but that es so my because he couldn’t feel the cold. ”I... suppose that could have been worse then. Even if it sounds like a...” He shakes his head with snort, figuring he didn’t need to disparage the union out loud any more. ”As long as it was only one of two, and it doesn’t happen again, it should be okay.”
”Have you... told her about it?” The way Nate asked made it sound like he was talking about the illness, but the way his eyes flicked down towards Sunjatas wrist made it clear he wasn’t only talking about the illness.
