[ He didn't mean for that shit to happen. It just does, he knows, and there's no control when the gods force you into it, but it didn't feel strange or unusual. At the time, it had felt perfectly reasonable to want to tear people open and that feeling, that need dissipated just as quickly, though its influence lingers. Like a patina rubbed off but remaining in the cracks, it's still there. How right is felt is still there. The prospect of being forgiven is tempting and Nate knows plenty of people here would be more than happy to agree it was a bad hand they all drew,
He doesn't reply to Taako's text.
Elena gave him his space to wander a little and it's in the forest that Taako finds him, about a fifteen minute walk from the edges of the city. As far as he can tell there's nothing around them but rainforest for miles, but at least the planet seems alive with all the green, lush and verdant and thick.
He's halfway up a tree, back braced against a mossy trunk, drawing the coils of the vines. ]
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He doesn't reply to Taako's text.
Elena gave him his space to wander a little and it's in the forest that Taako finds him, about a fifteen minute walk from the edges of the city. As far as he can tell there's nothing around them but rainforest for miles, but at least the planet seems alive with all the green, lush and verdant and thick.
He's halfway up a tree, back braced against a mossy trunk, drawing the coils of the vines. ]