"Well thank you then Nathaniel. I appreciate it." Lance said with a half predatory smile but he seemed to dismiss Nate as if he knew his pray wasn't going to get away so he wasn't even going to bother under he was ready. No... he had plans for his little lamb and if Nate wasn't going to question him there was no reason to even try to bother answering them. When Nate made his beeline to it luckily enough no one got in his way, Alan himself was at his desk having to sit to rest his leg which left him grumpy but none the less he was fairly composed trying to catch up on work.<br/><br/>The moment Nate arrived in the emotional state he did it was like a radar picked up inside him, an itching nagging feeling that something wasn't right and it was his job to fix it and as much as he tried again and again to shake it and try to focus on the task at hand it wasn't happening. He got himself up and from his desk trying to find something to say as he walked over to where Nate was, "Everything alright?" he said in a tone that was a little sharper than he meant it to be so he flinched even as he said it. Why was all of this so damn hard?