JULIAN
I thought about what you did when you wanted something to survive.
Nate smiled into his drink.
I looked at him.
"Don't," I said.
"I'm not saying anything," Nate said.
"You're smiling into your drink."
"I'm appreciating it," Nate said. "Privately."
"Nate."
Nate looked up.
The smile was still there. Not a teasing smile, nothing pointed about it. The...