[He wasn’t sure why he was outside or where he was going anymore, all Nathan knew was that he wanted to get home. He wanted to be safe, away from it all, his immortality suddenly holding little value to him.
Something like a yelp escaped him as part of a building landed but a few feet in front of him. His eyes scanned for any sign of familiarity, a
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[And Rachel is half-dragging Nathan back toward the entrance of the safehouse, Evita immediately nipping forward toward the door.]
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[He's kind of staring over his shoulder in awe as he's dragged away.]
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It's only then that she processes Nathan's statement.]
Well -- no shit.
[Quite flatly.]
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[No, he can't really get over it.]
There is fire falling from the sky! What part of this is normal? What? Are you okay with all of this? Are you okay with our world ending?
I'm too young to die! [... he's immortal.]
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Nathan. The world is not ending. An Animus is throwing a temper tantrum because someone was foolish enough to let them out of their cage. People are going to handle it. Everything is going to be fine.
[When you've stayed a full year in Adstringendum, nothing is weird anymore. And Rachel has suspended her disbelief so many times during her stay here that it's pretty much flown the coop. So -- terrified, absolutely. Panicking, absolutely not.]
... And aren't you immortal?
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A temper tantrum?! I take those all the time! They don't usually involve fire and death and THE DESTRUCTION OF A CITY!
[He pulls her in for a tight hug, burying his face in her shoulder.]
I am. Hold me.
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I am not going to hold you.
[8|]
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P-Please? Just for a minute?
[.... 8C]
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And Rachel gives him a quick hug.]
Can you go sit down now?
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We're all we have right now...we should think about food and water. Worse comes to worse, I took a huntin' class once. We can totally make it a week off Evita!
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If you touch my dog, Nathan, I will throw you back outside and let the demonic cats eat you.
There is plenty of food and water here.
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Food, Rachel! We need to think about food and-- and how long will what's left here really last? Oh god I didn't even get to see Kelly before I died...that's not fair.
I can't handle dying, Rachel! We need to get out of here!
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