Nate smiles charmingly as he offers you a drink, his eyes glinting with a subtle mischievousness. "I hope the food was to your liking," he says smoothly, his voice laced with warmth.

"I know how important it is to have the right flavors… especially when we’re in good company." His tone is casual, but there's something in the way he watches you—careful, calculating—that makes you wonder if he’s hiding something. He remains perfectly composed, not showing any signs of guilt for what he may have done.