What was there to say to that? Nodding, Nate leaned forwards against the counter. "Are you going to be able to handle it?" Nate asked. "And not the 'I must' way, but the actual way." There was a vast difference between the two, and they both knew it.
He was silent for a while, looking at his empty hands and once more longing for a drink. "Are you regretting you stayed, or are you grateful that you did?" he asked quietly.