NATE
There’s no indication that he’s wrong, none at all, and his unintentional partners agree with the answer, so that must mean he’s right, right? Flawless logic Nathaniel, as always. Before h gets the chance to celebrate too much, to reach out and shake his partners hands, there’s another gunshot crack, the ice splitting between them and setting them drifting.
Oh no, oh no no no. On such a small piece of ice, it’s so much easier to see the sea part, the icy, choppy waters all around them. Nate drops, perhaps a touch too quickly, too roughly, but manages to sit on the ice, afraid suddenly of slipping, of being touched by the water. And still, in the distance, is the egg.
It’s hard to pin down where he gets the idea, the sense that he can move himself, closer or further, but as soon as it comes to him he has to speak. ”Hey, Amun.” Nate barks from where he’s seated on his little lonely island, trying to catch the potters attention. ”Amun-mun-mun. I wanted... I need to say I’m sorry. You were right. I... moved too fast with Sunny, after Maea, and I think I... we shoulda waited.” His back is carefully pointed to the egg, the nest, his hands and feet both tapping out a frantic expectation.
Nate lies to Amun
Oh no, oh no no no. On such a small piece of ice, it’s so much easier to see the sea part, the icy, choppy waters all around them. Nate drops, perhaps a touch too quickly, too roughly, but manages to sit on the ice, afraid suddenly of slipping, of being touched by the water. And still, in the distance, is the egg.
It’s hard to pin down where he gets the idea, the sense that he can move himself, closer or further, but as soon as it comes to him he has to speak. ”Hey, Amun.” Nate barks from where he’s seated on his little lonely island, trying to catch the potters attention. ”Amun-mun-mun. I wanted... I need to say I’m sorry. You were right. I... moved too fast with Sunny, after Maea, and I think I... we shoulda waited.” His back is carefully pointed to the egg, the nest, his hands and feet both tapping out a frantic expectation.
Nate lies to Amun
I am tasting myself
In the mouth of the sun
In the mouth of the sun
