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Nathan was no stranger to Kimberly.

While they weren't even the closest definitions of friends, Kimberly held Nathan in a high regard for saving her back then. She dragged him into it in the first place, and nearly gotten him killed. That was a constant source of regret for the Walton child, and she shook her head at the very sight of him. He was awkwardly stumbling as he tried to order something. For a moment, Kimberly sighed. Clearing her mind because if she spoke she'd be stumbling all over herself as much as he was right now.

"Nate," Kimberly softly said. "It's okay, just slow down."

Kimberly smiled as a way to defuse the situation, and she said, "Take all the time you need... but, when you get the chance, can we talk?"