NATE
Nate made a face, a half hearted show at considering Loren’s words for a moment, before he shrugged, unconcerned with who’s and what’s and whatever else the healer was insinuating. The other insinuations were more fun, easier to latch on to. ”Lucky for you, I enjoy a challenge. And I haven’t had a complaint yet.” Nate laughed, watching Loren drink, his eyes wandering.
What definition? Nate grinned, then raised his shoulders in a cheeky shrug. ”How about i let you know when we get to it?” He suggested teasingly, bending do he could lean in closer, take up more of the other mans space. ”Aren’t I lucky then, to have found you in a good mood.” While he simpers, his free hand comes out, grabbing at Loren’s jaw, seemingly just so Nate could stare at him more intensely.
He keeps a hold of the summoners jaw, even as the handshake ends, Nate’s grip insistent, forward, but not painful. Really, it was almost more of a request. Almost. Amusement dances in his eyes at Loren’s words, his head tilting. ”Do you want me to try and impress you?” It sounds like Nate was genuinely curious, like he was asking for permission without quite so many words.
It’s all business all too soon, and though Nate doesn’t move away, some of the fun is drained from his voice when he goes to answer. ”Her body doesn’t make antibodies properly, so she’s more affected by sickness. Especially,” His free hand rises again, to brush against the centre of Loren’s chest, ”here. But it can affect her anywhere, if there’s enough of an issue going around.”!
What definition? Nate grinned, then raised his shoulders in a cheeky shrug. ”How about i let you know when we get to it?” He suggested teasingly, bending do he could lean in closer, take up more of the other mans space. ”Aren’t I lucky then, to have found you in a good mood.” While he simpers, his free hand comes out, grabbing at Loren’s jaw, seemingly just so Nate could stare at him more intensely.
He keeps a hold of the summoners jaw, even as the handshake ends, Nate’s grip insistent, forward, but not painful. Really, it was almost more of a request. Almost. Amusement dances in his eyes at Loren’s words, his head tilting. ”Do you want me to try and impress you?” It sounds like Nate was genuinely curious, like he was asking for permission without quite so many words.
It’s all business all too soon, and though Nate doesn’t move away, some of the fun is drained from his voice when he goes to answer. ”Her body doesn’t make antibodies properly, so she’s more affected by sickness. Especially,” His free hand rises again, to brush against the centre of Loren’s chest, ”here. But it can affect her anywhere, if there’s enough of an issue going around.”!
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