[ He doesn't know how many times Rafe has to defend the absurd idea that he wasn't fully planning for Nathan Drake's imminent demise, but once more won't hurt. Might even give him a chuckle, if he had the energy or enthusiasm for it. As far as he sees it right now, insisting that his death wasn't intentional just makes him look that much worse. What's the point? What does it change? A month spent running from and evading Rafe's hired army is a convincing argument all its own, with the bullets to back it up, footnotes shot into the fine print that is his flesh.
It doesn't make sense, and maybe he'll never understand it. Maybe he just doesn't want to.
The suggestion that he would willingly share information like a mamita hot on the latest gossip in the marketplace makes him bristle, though. Nate has never been loose-lipped like that, nor does he have any inclination to come across as a major asshole by doing so. No one would would have any reason to believe him, anyway. He's just a guy. ]
Excuse me?
[ He might have said as much if not for the utterly inexplicable statement mumbled so loud it might as well be a stage whisper. ]
no subject
It doesn't make sense, and maybe he'll never understand it. Maybe he just doesn't want to.
The suggestion that he would willingly share information like a mamita hot on the latest gossip in the marketplace makes him bristle, though. Nate has never been loose-lipped like that, nor does he have any inclination to come across as a major asshole by doing so. No one would would have any reason to believe him, anyway. He's just a guy. ]
Excuse me?
[ He might have said as much if not for the utterly inexplicable statement mumbled so loud it might as well be a stage whisper. ]
What the Hell does that mean? How do I "operate?"