NATE
All Nate offers back to the look is one of his own, his one good eye wide and unblinking. "Right." He nods, licking his lips. "Right, that makes sense." What a stupid question. Pulling himself straighter and fiddling with his jacket, Nate looks around suddenly, as if he's afraid the labyrinth is once again going to shift and swallow them up.
"Are we thinking of doing that?" Brows lift in surprise, Nate considering the ruins, the scope of a project like that. "What uh... what's gonna be built up?" Pemota drifts to his side again, more of a lifeline than a companion at this point as a hand rises to rest against her, fingers tapping out some silent, senseless beat.
He doesn't expect the question to turn back on himself, if the slow blink is anything to go by. "I'm uh... I'm looking for a sword. Dropped it. Over Longnight."
"Are we thinking of doing that?" Brows lift in surprise, Nate considering the ruins, the scope of a project like that. "What uh... what's gonna be built up?" Pemota drifts to his side again, more of a lifeline than a companion at this point as a hand rises to rest against her, fingers tapping out some silent, senseless beat.
He doesn't expect the question to turn back on himself, if the slow blink is anything to go by. "I'm uh... I'm looking for a sword. Dropped it. Over Longnight."
i love those quiet moments in the dark
where you can stop pretending
where you can stop pretending
