you've got an appetite for destruction, i guess that makes you just like me
Nate simply hummed in response to Sam's words, not really listening to them as he instead focused on his own muddled mess of piety. If driving a stake between him and the Voice would reduce him so much, perhaps he needed to rethink his approach, needed to be a little more careful with his tone when he next visited a shrine.
Of course, the question draws him right back into the conversation, a slow smirk spreading over his face, even as his brows rise in something that's trying to be surprise. "It feels a hell of a lot more like home, if that's what you mean. And I'm in a good place, a real fuckin' good place here." With his clinic, with Sunjata, with a shiny new government title.
Not knowing who Amalia was, all Nate could do was shrug along with the other man. "Guess you just have to hope for the best, right?" He licked his lips then, turning something over in his head, before he spoke up again. "If you need uh, help with anything, you can ask me." It's not an offer he would make normally, but there was history between him and Sam, and the other man was just so sad now.
Of course, the question draws him right back into the conversation, a slow smirk spreading over his face, even as his brows rise in something that's trying to be surprise. "It feels a hell of a lot more like home, if that's what you mean. And I'm in a good place, a real fuckin' good place here." With his clinic, with Sunjata, with a shiny new government title.
Not knowing who Amalia was, all Nate could do was shrug along with the other man. "Guess you just have to hope for the best, right?" He licked his lips then, turning something over in his head, before he spoke up again. "If you need uh, help with anything, you can ask me." It's not an offer he would make normally, but there was history between him and Sam, and the other man was just so sad now.
NATE
