[center][I][h3]Nathan Blu.[/h3]
June 29th * 6:34 PM * 56 Degrees F[/I][/center]

[b]Officially switching to third person narrative.[/b]

Nathan felt his hands fall even deeper into his pockets. Arianna's worry came from a good place; he knew that much but it bothered him, giving him a frosty look as he turned to her. Nathan continued stepping in tune with Davine before fixing his face, etching a cool smirk in place of his kindly scowl. 

[color=lightblue][b]"Mainly because I could care less about the change. But also because I don't [I]think[/I] I'll turn. If that answers your questions I guess I'll have some chores to do later or maybe I should brush my teeth. Oh, how about I head back in; its getting a bit late out here.[/b][/color] He didn't give her much time to answer before shaking his head without a smile and looking forward. 

Returning to the conversation at hand before Arianna had approached, Nathan rubbed his neck and smiled, lost in goal to get Davina in his bed that night. [color=lightblue][b]"We both know what that's like. The feeling of being consumed by someone's affection... forgetting the world around you for a few hours of pleasure and... pain occasionally."[/b][/color] The cold nipped at him and he tensed his body, holding on to the fresh warmth in his core.