In the Lights You Make

- NATE -

We'll get married or buried
We'll have a baby or kill someone

"I had big dogs too, kind of like Haai." Nate continues, glad to have found a subject he can talk about for a little bit. "They were different colours than her though. And not as nice." He chuckled softly, watching Haai flop to the side to allow better access to her belly, her wings akimbo.

A brow lifts at the question about doctors and healers, then immediately drops again when Loren's name comes up. "No, they're not the same. I don't have magic like Loren does. I had to learn how to help people with just normal things, no magic." He smiles, tries to not let his opinion bleed into his words too much. "If your knee was bleeding I could put a bandage on it, and make it feel better, but it would heal slowly still."

Really, he can't argue with her assertion about heroes, and it shows in the little shrug of defeat Nate offers her. "Everyone should try to help people whenever they can." He said instead, returning the bright smile and shifting, leaning back on his heels. "I'm not a pirate." A laugh accompanied the words, Nate's head tilting to the side. "Isn't there anything between pirate and hero?"

Well, I can't decide what to try
Commitment or a gun