Always running his mouth, yeah he's got a few scars
"Yes." Nate hissed, teeth gnashing at the word in frustration, chewing over everything else that left him/ "The Voice did it, and I don't even know if she'll fix it, if she'll make it more bearable, because she's ignored me since she did it." This is not the shining recommendation he's certain he's supposed to be giving, and he can all but feel eyes on his back, disappointed, irritated, whatever.
Other gods sends wheels turning in Nate's head, wheels that should have started turning a while ago. Though he still wants to be angry, he can't help the way he actually considers the suggestion. "The other gods wouldn't answer me either... unless I could convince someone to come with me." A low hum accompanies the thought, his eyes looking out over the horizon, the unblinking blue away from Kellan for the first time in their conversation. It wouldn't be difficult to find someone to accompany him, to help him ask. Something to consider, for the future.
Nate's gaze snaps back to the stranger quickly though, a brow raised and his lip curled. "Don't fucking apologize to me." For the most part though, he seemed to have puffed himself out, too much of his mind now embroiled in plans, appeals to make, if he ever got the chance. "The gods on my world didn't exist." It's a flat statement, meant to be an a-ha, and oh, things were worse for me, though it comes off uninspired.
Other gods sends wheels turning in Nate's head, wheels that should have started turning a while ago. Though he still wants to be angry, he can't help the way he actually considers the suggestion. "The other gods wouldn't answer me either... unless I could convince someone to come with me." A low hum accompanies the thought, his eyes looking out over the horizon, the unblinking blue away from Kellan for the first time in their conversation. It wouldn't be difficult to find someone to accompany him, to help him ask. Something to consider, for the future.
Nate's gaze snaps back to the stranger quickly though, a brow raised and his lip curled. "Don't fucking apologize to me." For the most part though, he seemed to have puffed himself out, too much of his mind now embroiled in plans, appeals to make, if he ever got the chance. "The gods on my world didn't exist." It's a flat statement, meant to be an a-ha, and oh, things were worse for me, though it comes off uninspired.
NATE
