- NATE -
I can't see much of the future
Unless we find out what's to blame, what a shame
Unless we find out what's to blame, what a shame
“My own mother couldn’t ground me.” Nate snorts, shaking his head. If only staying out of trouble were as simple as a few stern words, a few restrictions. It would save him headaches. ”I think we’re both in for a treat then.” He pokes fun at her excitement, even as his own voice drops heavily with it.
There’s a quirk in Nate’s brow at the answer he receives, the details of Vai’s child not knowledge he possessed. ”Not really grown up? Is he... slow?” The last word is whispered, though not judgemental, simply curious. Being taken with Torchline though, that’s a given, isn’t it? ”That’s good though. You’ll wanna keep an eye on him, don’t want him falling in with the pickpockets and street kids.” The words have his hands pausing, heart thumping painfully before he steps past it, refuses to let himself be made sad by an errant sentence, the reminder of a loss still fresh.
No, he just hammers the roof a little harder than it needs, and hopes Vai doesn't notice, hopes she’s distracted enough by the work and his words.
There’s a quirk in Nate’s brow at the answer he receives, the details of Vai’s child not knowledge he possessed. ”Not really grown up? Is he... slow?” The last word is whispered, though not judgemental, simply curious. Being taken with Torchline though, that’s a given, isn’t it? ”That’s good though. You’ll wanna keep an eye on him, don’t want him falling in with the pickpockets and street kids.” The words have his hands pausing, heart thumping painfully before he steps past it, refuses to let himself be made sad by an errant sentence, the reminder of a loss still fresh.
No, he just hammers the roof a little harder than it needs, and hopes Vai doesn't notice, hopes she’s distracted enough by the work and his words.
And we won't be together much longer
Unless we realize that we are the same
Unless we realize that we are the same
