- NATE -
We'll get married or buried
We'll have a baby or kill someone
We'll have a baby or kill someone
It feels like a mistake to not lean back and away when Safrin slips closer, danger and beauty, jaws closing around a frozen rabbit, and how long has it been since Nate felt like this. He does manage to nod his understanding to her clarification though. ”I appreciate your generosity with your time.”
Words come quicker now, urgency spurring them on. ”Something to keep him safe. I can see the words on the walls, I know something is coming, and I know I can’t protect him from everything.” No matter what he wants, what he’s promised, reality gets in the way. A hand comes up to rub at his throat, reading out the rest of his explanation. ”I thought you, of any of the gods, could help make something beautiful and functional. A necklace, maybe?”
Words come quicker now, urgency spurring them on. ”Something to keep him safe. I can see the words on the walls, I know something is coming, and I know I can’t protect him from everything.” No matter what he wants, what he’s promised, reality gets in the way. A hand comes up to rub at his throat, reading out the rest of his explanation. ”I thought you, of any of the gods, could help make something beautiful and functional. A necklace, maybe?”
Well, I can't decide what to try
Commitment or a gun
Commitment or a gun
