[ It's not at all what he expected, though maybe it should have been. Her world is vicious and brutal and ruthless, she lost someone important to her, but it doesn't entirely escape him that in leaving her alive the people who killed her loved one were setting themselves up for a perpetuation of the same fucking path they followed. Nate knows, to an extent, what he would do in her shoes. When Sully got kidnapped Nate followed, dutifully, a red herring trail through tetanus Hell only to learn he was elsewhere. Crossed the world's largest desert, entered the ancient city, found him again only to hallucinate the look on Victor Sullivan's face when a bullet took him in the lung and he collapsed.
Nate likes to think he could manage to keep his cool, could very easily chalk up the murderous fervor he felt as nothing more than the effects of some seriously toxic water that brought down an entire civilization, but he knows that isn't entirely true.
He was angry. Afraid. If something horrific happened to Elena - no psychotropic influence, in his right mind - he doesn't know he wouldn't make a similar decision. He doesn't know if it would help, either, or just leave him hollow.
Looking at Ellie, it's hard to think it would turn out any other way. ]
...yeah. [ How do you feel? is a little too psychoanalytical for his tastes. Nate shifts, jaw tensing. ] I honestly don't know if I wouldn't have done the same.
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Nate likes to think he could manage to keep his cool, could very easily chalk up the murderous fervor he felt as nothing more than the effects of some seriously toxic water that brought down an entire civilization, but he knows that isn't entirely true.
He was angry. Afraid. If something horrific happened to Elena - no psychotropic influence, in his right mind - he doesn't know he wouldn't make a similar decision. He doesn't know if it would help, either, or just leave him hollow.
Looking at Ellie, it's hard to think it would turn out any other way. ]
...yeah. [ How do you feel? is a little too psychoanalytical for his tastes. Nate shifts, jaw tensing. ] I honestly don't know if I wouldn't have done the same.