NATE
I don't know where I'm gonna go
But I don't care, I'm on the road
But I don't care, I'm on the road
Never before had Nate really considered himself a caring person, but being in a new place had brought out different parts of himself, pieces allowed to bloom freely where they'd never had the chance before. Maybe that's why his grin grows a touch wider at Chulane's answer, even if it's tinged with a touch of doubt - he gets it, really he does. But he's also right. Eventually the punches get easier to roll with, even if they never really ease up.
Any musings are blown from his head though, first by the surprise on Chuy's face, then by the year. A low whistle leaves him, trying to understate his own surprise, though Nate can't stop himself from repeating the murmur, with feeling. "Damn." Almost forty years. He wants to ask whats changed, how things have shifted, but he can barely wrap his mind around that kind of time difference. Some part of him spends a half second trying to figure out how old he'd be, before he decides unceremoniously there's no way he would have survived that long if he'd stayed where he was. "It must really be a fucking change to have come here then." He says instead, so they're not just sitting there, so he's not stewing awkwardly in his own thoughts.
Never been a perfect soul
But I will not apologize
But I will not apologize
Base Code by Sky!
