NATE
It might not be anything, but there is something comforting about the quiet as he follows Sunjata to an emptier space, a quiet place to hang their lanterns. Though the quiet was shattered after only a moment, Remi's voice ringing out and drawing Nate's curious gaze. He isn't quite sure what had transpired, but he makes a note to ask the attuned, in a more suitable setting. The apologetic look is met with a shrug and a shake of Nate's head though, his chin tipping towards the branch again to show he wasn't fussed.
Nate leans in to the closeness a little, his lips quirking like he's trying for a smile, but not quite getting there. Normally, there would be some kind of quip on his tongue, but he can't quite muster up the energy for it at the moment. He just reaches out to hang his lanterns, less consideration given to them, to the action, than what the attuned had shown. The hand that weasels into his is squeezed, Nate finally finding his voice again. "It's still... a little hard to believe." It probably would be for a long time, but death had always hit him like this. In the little moments.
"All you can do is keep moving though, right?" It's his turn for a mostly humourless laugh, his hand tightening around Sunjata's again.
Nate leans in to the closeness a little, his lips quirking like he's trying for a smile, but not quite getting there. Normally, there would be some kind of quip on his tongue, but he can't quite muster up the energy for it at the moment. He just reaches out to hang his lanterns, less consideration given to them, to the action, than what the attuned had shown. The hand that weasels into his is squeezed, Nate finally finding his voice again. "It's still... a little hard to believe." It probably would be for a long time, but death had always hit him like this. In the little moments.
"All you can do is keep moving though, right?" It's his turn for a mostly humourless laugh, his hand tightening around Sunjata's again.
It's a bitch convincing people to like you
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
