NATE
Really, a punch in the face is the least he expects, despite previous reactions. Last time he'd done this, he'd nearly slept with his patient, and the time before he had.
It's not like it hurts though, not like it does much more than surprise him, and make him step back, a hand coming up automatically, though there's no blood to catch, just a slow trickle of fluid from his nose that stops almost as quickly as it had started. "It's fine, it's good." He says quickly, his other hand coming up in a placation, and a weak defence in case she decides she wants to throw another fist out.
"It's my fault. I need to learn to explain that better." Nate steps closer again, reaching out to take Aurelia's wrist once more, though this time he reaches into a pocket and pulls out a small metal device, shaped like a 'U' with room enough in the middle for two fingers, and a small ball on either end. He presses it against the bite mark, and it fades away to nothing more than clear skin, no evidence left that he'd done anything at all. And while his hands move, he speaks, explaining himself.
"It's an upgrade, something like a blood test, with the least convenient administration possible." A chuckle leaves him, the little metal device slipped back into his pocket. "If there's anything wrong with you, I'll know, and..." He tilts his head, the grin slipping into something apologetic. "Well, there's something. You're not hurt, or... like I said, curses aren't my specialty, but I don't know what else I'd call this either." There was something else though, something that has his face falling even further, twisting into something downright uncomfortable. "There's... something else, too."
The steps back are so casual it barely seems like he's moving, until suddenly he's leant against the wall opposite the examination table, his head cocked. "Did you know you've got magic?"
It's not like it hurts though, not like it does much more than surprise him, and make him step back, a hand coming up automatically, though there's no blood to catch, just a slow trickle of fluid from his nose that stops almost as quickly as it had started. "It's fine, it's good." He says quickly, his other hand coming up in a placation, and a weak defence in case she decides she wants to throw another fist out.
"It's my fault. I need to learn to explain that better." Nate steps closer again, reaching out to take Aurelia's wrist once more, though this time he reaches into a pocket and pulls out a small metal device, shaped like a 'U' with room enough in the middle for two fingers, and a small ball on either end. He presses it against the bite mark, and it fades away to nothing more than clear skin, no evidence left that he'd done anything at all. And while his hands move, he speaks, explaining himself.
"It's an upgrade, something like a blood test, with the least convenient administration possible." A chuckle leaves him, the little metal device slipped back into his pocket. "If there's anything wrong with you, I'll know, and..." He tilts his head, the grin slipping into something apologetic. "Well, there's something. You're not hurt, or... like I said, curses aren't my specialty, but I don't know what else I'd call this either." There was something else though, something that has his face falling even further, twisting into something downright uncomfortable. "There's... something else, too."
The steps back are so casual it barely seems like he's moving, until suddenly he's leant against the wall opposite the examination table, his head cocked. "Did you know you've got magic?"
I am the problem
And you just sit there watching
And you just sit there watching
