He's looked down the barrel of Chloe's gun before, but that doesn't make it any less terrifying. He raises his hands in surrender and takes a few steps back, looking bewildered.

"Hey, woah, easy--its me," Nate starts, making sure his gun is pointed upward rather than at her. "--Its Nate."

In the back of his head, part of him wonders if that's more or less incentive for her to shoot. He really needs to keep better track of his contacts.