- NATE -
but who am I to say?
let's all just run away
let's all just run away
”Honestly?” It’s a question he only asks before lying, a brow lifted as he frowns in her general direction, eyes still distant. ”A lot. I can’t decide if it’s worth it though.” It would be, for some things, but a deal to secure exactly what he wants to lose and nothing else would require an ironclad negotiation, something he hasn’t been capable of for longer than he’s willing to admit. He’s coming apart at the edges, slowly but surely. So surely in fact, that the only uncertainty is when exactly he’s going to be unwound completely.
Nate nods to her answer, still matching the distance in Mabel’s gaze, the corners of his mouth weighed down. He shouldn’t have asked this question, shouldn’t have started down this path, but it was too late to crash the car now. ”I know what you mean.” A humourless huff of laughter leaves Nate, another bright, fanged face swimming in his vision before he blinks it away, and drops to sit on the bridge. ”The Voice really is the best of them, isn’t she?” Who else would raise the very dead, after all?
Nate nods to her answer, still matching the distance in Mabel’s gaze, the corners of his mouth weighed down. He shouldn’t have asked this question, shouldn’t have started down this path, but it was too late to crash the car now. ”I know what you mean.” A humourless huff of laughter leaves Nate, another bright, fanged face swimming in his vision before he blinks it away, and drops to sit on the bridge. ”The Voice really is the best of them, isn’t she?” Who else would raise the very dead, after all?
grab your saints and pray
and we'll burn this world today
and we'll burn this world today
