Re: Panacea | 4-15-2020 | Evening
While Eva declined a salad, Nathaniel started preparing his own. The Latina reached her arm out, thought, and offered him fruit. In their brief relationship, they had already been in that situation more times than he'd have expected; one of them holding their hand out and issuing an unspoken challenge to the other. Nathaniel's eyes met the mayor's from across their adjacent positions at the table and Nate returned the salad tongs to their shared space. His long fingers then moved up and snaked around Eva's wrist. With just enough force, Nathaniel pulled Eva's fingers closer to his lips and he accepted the offered cherry tomato into his mouth. Eye contact unbroken, he swallowed the fruit and then released her wrist. Nate purposefully pulled his hand back slowly to cause some lingering contact with Eva's skin. "Surprisingly good, considering they're out of season," he agreed and finally looked down to his salad.