[Nate doesn't see himself as a particularly good person to confide in - there are plenty of actual professionals in the art of client privilege, like doctors, or lawyers - but he also isn't about to look a gift detective in the mouth. Being trusted is hard enough without trusting in return, but that kind of thing is a two-way street and Nick seems tired of manning the driver's seat.

The news is shocking, but Nate manages to temper the expression on his face into something a little less "deer in headlights."]

Uh...yeah, I can see how that's not something you'd want to share with the class.

[Was it the one Alphys mentioned, he wonders? Was it another one entirely? How many godkillers do they have just lying around this place, like buried treasure with immense homicidal power?

He nods to himself, shifting, folding his arms over his chest. It's a lot to process.]

Can I ask if that was happenstance, or a gift from somebody...?