Always running his mouth, yeah he's got a few scars
There was a kind of grim glee that came from making the stranger flinch back, something deeply satisfying about it to Nate. A sense of actual control, actual effect on what was going on around him. He didn't push it much further than the initial burst though, too focused on looking over the other man, eyes narrowed.
The stumbled over explanation of not breathing seemed to almost strike him, Nate sitting up a little more, puffing his chest out, though he didn't quite give in to the spiteful urge to suck in a deep breath, not yet anyway. "Real observant, aren't you?" He shook his head as he spat the words out, then stood. He was the same height as you other man, but he had experience in acting much bigger than he was, and he put all of it to use.
"You don't owe me anything, but I asked, and it would be polite to answer, don't you think?" His head cocked to the side, and he gave in to his urge, pulling in a deep breath and letting it out again easily. "And I've satisfied your curiosity, haven't I?"
The stumbled over explanation of not breathing seemed to almost strike him, Nate sitting up a little more, puffing his chest out, though he didn't quite give in to the spiteful urge to suck in a deep breath, not yet anyway. "Real observant, aren't you?" He shook his head as he spat the words out, then stood. He was the same height as you other man, but he had experience in acting much bigger than he was, and he put all of it to use.
"You don't owe me anything, but I asked, and it would be polite to answer, don't you think?" His head cocked to the side, and he gave in to his urge, pulling in a deep breath and letting it out again easily. "And I've satisfied your curiosity, haven't I?"
NATE
