NATE
A voiceless sneer twists Nate’s face, venom that he doesn’t even have the words for dripping from his expression instead. “Obviously.” His throat very nearly closes around the hiss, his teeth grinding audibly.
At least something had come from it. A very good something, from the sounds of it. Nate’s jaw works around a shaky breath, and he nods, mostly to himself. “So now we can know shit no one else does?” He rolls his shoulders back, Ramoth finally giving up and fluttering to the ground.
He huffs again, and let’s his gaze flick away from Varus, blue pointing in the direction the disc had been thrown instead. “Was… was there any hope last time?” Nate doesn’t even know how much Varus saw of the war last time, doesn’t know when he’d turned off, for lack of a better phrase.
At least something had come from it. A very good something, from the sounds of it. Nate’s jaw works around a shaky breath, and he nods, mostly to himself. “So now we can know shit no one else does?” He rolls his shoulders back, Ramoth finally giving up and fluttering to the ground.
He huffs again, and let’s his gaze flick away from Varus, blue pointing in the direction the disc had been thrown instead. “Was… was there any hope last time?” Nate doesn’t even know how much Varus saw of the war last time, doesn’t know when he’d turned off, for lack of a better phrase.
But I know that time's gonna take me
I know that day's gonna come
I know that day's gonna come
