Nate watched Lucien, somewhat ashamed for him and the behaviour he was showing. He didn't think he liked this side of his master/lover. It was fairly obvious to him that drink was not Lucien's friend, despite what he might think.
He took hold of an arm while Emerson held him by the collar, "Right now, I really don't" he said quietly. Hand tightening as he propositioned his cousin and bragged about multiple partners, okay so maybe he hadn't buried his anger and jealousy far enough. His eyes remained ahead on the stairs they needed to get Lucien up.