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Nathaniel Matthews
Former Firefly| 21 | Current location ;; Washington
"No, no, stop, Alex.” Nate’s own tears were falling too, intermingling with the ones that fell hit down Alex’s cheeks. They were so close together that there was not more edge to where one of them ended and the other began. “You didn’t-“ he sucked in a breath trying to keep himself calm enough to keep talking. He needed to be calm for Alex. “You didn’t know what was happening.” Quicker. If I had been quicker was the sword that dangled above them. If they had been quicker they could have saved Carlos from being bitten. If they had been quicker, they could have gotten down to the bottom and pulled both of them out of there. Carlos could still blow up everyone but not himself and Kaleb. If Nate had been quicker, he could have run in there before Alex grabbed him. He could have saved them both. He could have tried. “Alex-“ he sucked in another deep breath because he was going to start crying again, and he didn’t want to do that when Alex needed him. “Stop,” he begged. “It’s not your fault.” Nate couldn’t blame anyone else but himself. “S-stop. Please, Alex, Stop.” If Alex didn’t stop, how was Nate ever going to be able to?
Former Firefly| 21 | Current location ;; Washington
"No, no, stop, Alex.” Nate’s own tears were falling too, intermingling with the ones that fell hit down Alex’s cheeks. They were so close together that there was not more edge to where one of them ended and the other began. “You didn’t-“ he sucked in a breath trying to keep himself calm enough to keep talking. He needed to be calm for Alex. “You didn’t know what was happening.” Quicker. If I had been quicker was the sword that dangled above them. If they had been quicker they could have saved Carlos from being bitten. If they had been quicker, they could have gotten down to the bottom and pulled both of them out of there. Carlos could still blow up everyone but not himself and Kaleb. If Nate had been quicker, he could have run in there before Alex grabbed him. He could have saved them both. He could have tried. “Alex-“ he sucked in another deep breath because he was going to start crying again, and he didn’t want to do that when Alex needed him. “Stop,” he begged. “It’s not your fault.” Nate couldn’t blame anyone else but himself. “S-stop. Please, Alex, Stop.” If Alex didn’t stop, how was Nate ever going to be able to?