Jesus Fucking Christ! I want to help you! What the fuck do you expect me to do when I'm behind a goddamn metal wall halfway across the town? Give me a fucking break, would you? I don't want you to--you're--if you're gone, who else do I even have in this fucking hellhole keeping me halfway sane?
[His voice breaks, just for a second. Just for an instant. He wants to be mad, be furious, but how can he when she's looking at him with that accusing, desperate face? Nathan knows he did nothing wrong but fuck if he doesn't feel like complete scum right now.]
You have to tell me. You have to tell me what to do!
[Nathan gives no response, and the life does not return to his eyes, but he continues breathing. Sometimes he makes a weak noise in the back of his throat, but otherwise his state remains unchanged.]
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[His voice breaks, just for a second. Just for an instant. He wants to be mad, be furious, but how can he when she's looking at him with that accusing, desperate face? Nathan knows he did nothing wrong but fuck if he doesn't feel like complete scum right now.]
You have to tell me. You have to tell me what to do!
[Nathan gives no response, and the life does not return to his eyes, but he continues breathing. Sometimes he makes a weak noise in the back of his throat, but otherwise his state remains unchanged.]