Confine me let me be the lesser of a beautiful man without the blood on his hands
"Some woman, in the Hollowed Grounds." Nate answers the question after a long moment, a long draw on the smoke, his shoulders rolling in a shrug. "Some... crafter, or baker, or something. I don't remember." A lie, but the easiest one he could offer to stop any more questions. "Sorry I can't offer more." But hey, he still has a starwhale, right here and practically begging for attention. It should be enough, even without him talking about Amalia.
The answer to the question he shoots back though, is immediately intriguing, has Nate's eye roaming over Finn a touch slower, more interested in the strange man now. A slow, wide smile stretches Nate's cheeks, his elbow coming out to brush against Finn gently. "You some kind of spy or something?" Nate laughs, clearly not being serious, and only spurred on by the smirk he receives from the other man. The subject of pleasure is far more interesting though, Nate leaping on it immediately. "Would you not know because of lack of experience, or lack of interest?" Maybe he's being pushy, but Nate can't help the way his grin grows wicked, the way he leans in conspiratorially as he asks his questions.
A hand comes up to waves away Finn's apology, Nate shaking his head. "You're not coming across as rude. Just... interesting." A little puzzle of a man, wrapped up in a pretty package.
The answer to the question he shoots back though, is immediately intriguing, has Nate's eye roaming over Finn a touch slower, more interested in the strange man now. A slow, wide smile stretches Nate's cheeks, his elbow coming out to brush against Finn gently. "You some kind of spy or something?" Nate laughs, clearly not being serious, and only spurred on by the smirk he receives from the other man. The subject of pleasure is far more interesting though, Nate leaping on it immediately. "Would you not know because of lack of experience, or lack of interest?" Maybe he's being pushy, but Nate can't help the way his grin grows wicked, the way he leans in conspiratorially as he asks his questions.
A hand comes up to waves away Finn's apology, Nate shaking his head. "You're not coming across as rude. Just... interesting." A little puzzle of a man, wrapped up in a pretty package.
NATE
