It's more than a little unfair to use his ascended advantage to win a party game, but it's going to happen anyway. He might as well enjoy it along the way. Nate smirks brightly at the people who take a drink after his question, leaning in to press an especially fond kiss to Sunjata's cheek when he complains. He raises his glass when Loren comes to join the circle, more than willing to play nice for a party, though he doesn't drink for the healers question, instead pointing another smug look towards the birthday boy.
"The more the merrier, right?" Nate beams at Hotaru, glad she's come, and settles back as Weaver fills a glass for the newcomer, as she asks gives her statement. There's a moment of hesitation before Nate lifts his glass to his lips, though the mouthful is nearly spat out at the almost accusation aimed towards him. "You're calling that a relationship?" It's a good thing he can't choke, because he most certainly would have in his haste to speak.
The quiet rumble has Nate's arm squeezing more securely around Sunjata's middle, has him leaning his head in to brush his nose, his lips just barely over the other mans cheek. "Wouldn't be a real party unless I did." He says smoothly, throwing his head back in mock shock at the blatantly targeted words. "And I was being unfair?" He sipped his drink slowly and looked around the circle, considering his words carefully. "Never have I ever... had magic."
