[h2][center]Nathaniel Durand[/center][/h2][hr]
When Ezekiel emerges, Nate gives pause, watching him with a skepticism on his eyes, the claims of miracle workers were often overblown, but one stuck with the Templar sourly. [color=DAA520]“How are you sure everyone who can see it has good intentions?”[/color] he has a genuineness in his tone, not dismissive of the idea, but never fully confident in mechanisms of the awakened scientists. He was unsurprised by the final arrival, but he was nervous about the amount of heat that this little gathering was liable to attract.

[color=DAA520]“What sort of work do you have in mind?”[/color] He asked, beginning to follow him only for Jalen’s words to immediately draw his attention. He looked over the man closely, those eyes carrying a golden glint as they rest on that crucifix at his side. [color=DAA520]“Haven’t been looking for her, but I’d be glad to help you with that. Wouldn’t be the first missing person.”[/color] He said with a slight somberness that indicated those didn’t always end well. A reassuring smile was all he could offer as he entered the van behind the technomancer.