#thornlessrxse

[  ✉  ↪ l i l l i a n a ]: He’s in your shower, Lil. Your one more shot regret should be the last thing on your mind. Find your pants, I’ll be outside with an escape plan in five.

   Initially, his reaction was that of concern. ‘Was she okay? Was she upset or worse-- hurt??’ Then, it shifted to mere curiosity. ‘Perhaps he’d forgotten something--?’     Dark brows raise for a second, then furrow deeply shortly after as he tries his best to try to piece it together. But alas... Nothing seems to fit. He can’t figure out the cause, but--      He realizes then, that really ? She needn’t one. She need only ask if she wished him to stay longer. To tell the truth? He’d been trying to think of a way to get to know her better -- spend a little more time with her perhaps, if she’d like it.     Nate’s expression softens greatly, although still not entirely certain as to WHY-- he complies to her plea regardless. Perhaps she was just lonely; sad, perhaps. Maybe she just needed some company. But surely.. She could choose someone more interesting..? Someone with more to say and more to do? Nate had no illusions: he very much knew he was not the most spectacularly interesting person in this day and age. In fact, most could [and likely would] consider him a BORE.     Nevertheless, he shifts; turning towards her once more, and nods; features visibly full of curiosity and concern, as well as.. perhaps.. Empathy. Gentleness sat in his gaze, as if he were afraid she would shatter like porcelain, if he were not careful. Still soft, still warm-- he simply offers a small nod and smile, returning to her side, his voice offering comfort, should she need it.     “ Mm.. Would you like a tea, then? -- or perhaps a coffee?        It would be no trouble at all, I assure you.”

This actual building is not in the part of London where Alex lives, she would be ranked by terrace houses on the left side and after the gap for a driveway on the right. She lives near Upper Street in Islington, North London.

   ❛ no deal,❜ his mouth cracking into a grin, ❛that’s the best part.❜

                              ❝ i don’t even know what i have. i’ve been told that what happened with the gray cocoon wrapping around me gave me powers, but since then, i’ve never been able to do anything that i haven’t done before. ❞ of course nick has knowledge of what he can do. the decades upon decades of experimentation done to him in order to discover the limitations of his powers gave him all the information he’ll ever need. but seeing as he’s playing the part of a newly-transformed inhuman while he’s in shield, he has to pretend to be an ignorant idiot. at least it’s a good thing, though, that his power---the ability to absorb and use other inhumans’ powers for a time---supports that claim. it’s inconspicuous and therefore allows him to play innocent longer.

    “ Sweetie, you know what I’d really love?        Do you still make those blueberry muffins? One of those would be delicious...       Kidnapping is hungry work. Also if you wouldn’t mind getting rid of some evidence that’d be fantastic...”