NATE
What he said feels wrong, for reasons Nate can’t quite put his finger on. Not enough, or too much, and too far for to the side to be any kind of helpful. If there even was a way to be helpful. His stillness continues, right up until Sunjata shifts. The spell breaks, and Nate’s arms grow tighter around the attuned, pulling him closer yet again, like somehow his closeness can help the trauma.
The subject change makes him laugh properly, even if the last thing he wants to do is talk more about himself, especially in the face of what Sunjata’s just shared. ”It’s not really uncommon where I’m from. The brothers thing, not the twin thing. Twins are still... kinda rare.” If he’s talking a bit fast, rambling even, he doesn’t seem to notice, or stop. ”We were... terrors, when we were young. And shitty when we were older. It’s like... he was the other half of me, y’know?” No, probably not. ”I got... really fucked up when he got sick.”
The subject change makes him laugh properly, even if the last thing he wants to do is talk more about himself, especially in the face of what Sunjata’s just shared. ”It’s not really uncommon where I’m from. The brothers thing, not the twin thing. Twins are still... kinda rare.” If he’s talking a bit fast, rambling even, he doesn’t seem to notice, or stop. ”We were... terrors, when we were young. And shitty when we were older. It’s like... he was the other half of me, y’know?” No, probably not. ”I got... really fucked up when he got sick.”
But it takes someone to come around to show you how
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