So you drink your day away till the liquor in your mouth laughs
Nate really isn't sure how else to explain his position, when Amun seems to be desperate to be contrary, all but putting in effort to not understand. "It's not just about the relationship. I can't be there to defend myself when he runs his mouth to whoever he talks to. I'm going to take the chance I can to speak up."
Safe enough would have to be good enough. Despite the protests that still line Nate's teeth, he shutters his jaw shut and shrugs, conceding the point. A dozen things could have gone wrong, but they didn't, so... what does it matter?
"What the fuck do you mean I'm part of the problem?" Apparently, he just couldn't stop following Amun, regardless of how much he wanted to wash his hands of the other man. He didn't want to talk about it? Tough. Nate was going to get answers. "How much shit have I come out to help you with? How many times have I pitched in, even without being asked? I'm pulling my weight for the Family." It was surprising to him that he cared so much, given his recent feelings about the Voice, but that was never something that had affected his feelings towards the rest of the ascended.
Safe enough would have to be good enough. Despite the protests that still line Nate's teeth, he shutters his jaw shut and shrugs, conceding the point. A dozen things could have gone wrong, but they didn't, so... what does it matter?
"What the fuck do you mean I'm part of the problem?" Apparently, he just couldn't stop following Amun, regardless of how much he wanted to wash his hands of the other man. He didn't want to talk about it? Tough. Nate was going to get answers. "How much shit have I come out to help you with? How many times have I pitched in, even without being asked? I'm pulling my weight for the Family." It was surprising to him that he cared so much, given his recent feelings about the Voice, but that was never something that had affected his feelings towards the rest of the ascended.
NATE
