- NATE -
but who am I to say?
let's all just run away
let's all just run away
Arrow in the neck and hunting accident both painted a very specific image, sent sharp blue eyes towards the stranger, anger only barely simmering below the surface. "No, hold on." He doesn't rise, doesn't actually move to stop her, hoping the tone of his voice will do that job for him. "You don't get to come to my home, drop off my injured partner, and then leave, just like that." He had questions, or he would, once he was done confirming what she'd said, and patching Sunjata up.
Or, maybe the questions would come while he worked. They bubbled up quickly enough, mostly variations of what the fuck, but he manages to force something sensible out, while he's digging through the first aid kit he'd grabbed, cool hands gentle as a bandage, as pressure is applied to the wound in Sunjata's neck. "Who are you?" As good a start as any, he supposes, and a reason for her to stay where she is, instead of waiting, hovering awkwardly.
Or, maybe the questions would come while he worked. They bubbled up quickly enough, mostly variations of what the fuck, but he manages to force something sensible out, while he's digging through the first aid kit he'd grabbed, cool hands gentle as a bandage, as pressure is applied to the wound in Sunjata's neck. "Who are you?" As good a start as any, he supposes, and a reason for her to stay where she is, instead of waiting, hovering awkwardly.
grab your saints and pray
and we'll burn this world today
and we'll burn this world today
