[ He's about to leave. Not because he thinks he should, or because the silents warrants it, but because of altogether more practical reasons. Can't stick around too long doing jack shit. Staying still, for Nathan, means his mind wanders more than it doesn't. As personal failings go, he's not excited to go chasing it down the rabbit hole.
He does, though, stay. Glances over when she reaches into her bag, brows lifting up in clear surprise (her entire arm). Blinks, then frowns down at her outstretched hand.
A green gem. Nathan doesn't take it, at least not immediately. But it's less about the trust and more about the suddenness of this new— tech? Stone? ]
The hell is it?
[ Despite how Nathan's frowning, he doesn't sound pissed off. ]
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He does, though, stay. Glances over when she reaches into her bag, brows lifting up in clear surprise (her entire arm). Blinks, then frowns down at her outstretched hand.
A green gem. Nathan doesn't take it, at least not immediately. But it's less about the trust and more about the suddenness of this new— tech? Stone? ]
The hell is it?
[ Despite how Nathan's frowning, he doesn't sound pissed off. ]