[Nate doesn't even hesitate to clarify, because he's been feeling this overwhelming guilt and dread since the first few team members became privy to what was in that footage. But his words don't sink in, they don't register, because Pratt is hissing to himself as if he's having an argument with someone who isn't there.
Nate was drugged once, manipulated into giving up information he would have otherwise kept to himself. Drifting in a confusing haze of disorientation he had followed someone else's orders because it felt right, having something reassuring whispered in his ear, encouragement for the candor while he thought he talked to himself.
He has severe doubts about the claim that he's okay, that this is okay. It shows on Nate's face. Situating himself between Pratt and the group he lowers his voice, brow furrowed.]
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[Nate doesn't even hesitate to clarify, because he's been feeling this overwhelming guilt and dread since the first few team members became privy to what was in that footage. But his words don't sink in, they don't register, because Pratt is hissing to himself as if he's having an argument with someone who isn't there.
Nate was drugged once, manipulated into giving up information he would have otherwise kept to himself. Drifting in a confusing haze of disorientation he had followed someone else's orders because it felt right, having something reassuring whispered in his ear, encouragement for the candor while he thought he talked to himself.
He has severe doubts about the claim that he's okay, that this is okay. It shows on Nate's face. Situating himself between Pratt and the group he lowers his voice, brow furrowed.]
...is there something you wanna tell me?