"Oh please. It's manslaughter at best." Nate retorted when JJ complained about not being an accomplice to murder. If she was going to hang around with him for much longer, she would have to get a better understanding of the laws they were breaking. The list was growing. After she climbed out of the passenger seat and went around the car to check on this newest wrinkle in what should really have been a simple plan, Nate watched her in the mirror. When she checked down to check the strangers pulse, Nate felt a sudden emotional gut punch. He didn't feel all that bad about actually hitting the guy. He felt bad for not helping him. Nate was a trained medic after all. Had he really become so callous that he would just let an innocent civilian die just so he could get away without having to clean up another mess?
A wave of emotion washed over him then. He ran through all of his recent actions in his head...and decided most of them were fine, bordering on hilarious. But something still didn't sit well with him about the current situation. He was actually relieved when the stranger moved and started talking. Nate quickly whipped off the police shirt he was wearing and tossed it into the back seat, hitting Vin with it in the process. He stepped out of the car and past JJ.
Approaching the stranger on the ground, he bent forward to address him. "No, we can't take you to the hospital. We're insane criminals on the run from the law. We don't need that kind of hassle." Nate's statement was entirely true but it was delivered with his best crazy eyes and almost seemed sarcastic. He then stood up straight and turned to JJ, telling her "We should probably do something though. We really don't need him blabbing to people about the maniacs who hit him with their car." He seemed to completely gloss over the fact that it was him who had hit the stranger with the car. "Can you do your healy thing? Make him better?" He raised his hands up and made a waving motion with them in a magical 'wave the injury away' kind of way but he soon realized that his hands were right in front of her chest and immediately dropped them back down. "I mean I could just put him out of his misery but Michaels took my guns." He looked decidedly sad about that.
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A wave of emotion washed over him then. He ran through all of his recent actions in his head...and decided most of them were fine, bordering on hilarious. But something still didn't sit well with him about the current situation. He was actually relieved when the stranger moved and started talking. Nate quickly whipped off the police shirt he was wearing and tossed it into the back seat, hitting Vin with it in the process. He stepped out of the car and past JJ.
Approaching the stranger on the ground, he bent forward to address him. "No, we can't take you to the hospital. We're insane criminals on the run from the law. We don't need that kind of hassle." Nate's statement was entirely true but it was delivered with his best crazy eyes and almost seemed sarcastic. He then stood up straight and turned to JJ, telling her "We should probably do something though. We really don't need him blabbing to people about the maniacs who hit him with their car." He seemed to completely gloss over the fact that it was him who had hit the stranger with the car. "Can you do your healy thing? Make him better?" He raised his hands up and made a waving motion with them in a magical 'wave the injury away' kind of way but he soon realized that his hands were right in front of her chest and immediately dropped them back down. "I mean I could just put him out of his misery but Michaels took my guns." He looked decidedly sad about that.
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@Rawk
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