Nathan thought about what Skwisgaar had said, the gears turning in his head. "He made sandwiches. If we could find someone else to make sandwiches." He stroked his chin as he followed Skwisgaar toward the bar.
"I need a lot of drinks to deal with the fact I apparently made spawn. And hung out to see it walk." He shuddered visibly, pushing inside the bar and walking to the bathroom to go change.