[He lets her go and lets his hand fall back to his side. Nate listens without interruption, though with a light furrow of his brow. Having time to stop and look at what was going on wasn't pleasant, and he'd trade anything to get back to what suddenly seems like a simpler life back home.
He's stopped warlords before -- he's nearly died more than he cares to admit, and he's laid his life down for people before. For people who didn't deserve it. But this is different. Right? He doesn't know these people, doesn't care to know them -- they're not lining his pocket, and they're not watching his back. They're not giving him purpose, intellectually stimulating him--
Was it really about survival? Is that what life boiled down to now? Being cornered into fighting for the rest of their life?]
Chloe...
[The weight around his neck suddenly seems heavier than usual.]
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He's stopped warlords before -- he's nearly died more than he cares to admit, and he's laid his life down for people before. For people who didn't deserve it. But this is different. Right? He doesn't know these people, doesn't care to know them -- they're not lining his pocket, and they're not watching his back. They're not giving him purpose, intellectually stimulating him--
Was it really about survival? Is that what life boiled down to now? Being cornered into fighting for the rest of their life?]
Chloe...
[The weight around his neck suddenly seems heavier than usual.]