Nathaniel didn't expect to be comforted, not to the degree that Alan provided. A hand on the shoulder, maybe, but a full embrace? In his office? He shuddered and flung his arms around Alan, drinking in his strength, his resolve. There had always been a small part of him that wished he hadn't been born an omega, but he'd already accepted who he was. He just wished he was a strong as an alpha. He nodded, feeling slightly numb from the wash of emotions. He'd just gotten out of his heat cycle, and now Lance was taking a case with his brother. Nate didn't have any choice but to trust Alan, and he knew he wouldn't hurt him, if only for his own selfish reasons.<br/><br/>But he didn't believe Alan was entirely selfish. He pressed a soft kiss to Alan's cheek in silent thanks. There were circles under Nate's eyes and he knew it wouldn't be safe for him to drive himself home. But he also felt guilty to ask Alan to leave work. He swallowed and licked his lips. "If you could just drop me off at home? I'll make sure to lock the doors but I don't want you to miss work when you just got back." He didn't press Alan on the fact that he was standing. It was really just his being overly concerned over Alan's well being. But that seemed to be rather consumed with the fact that he was going to be working in an office that his brother and least favorite lawyer would be occupying every so often.<br/><br/>Leaning against Alan, he was glad he wasn't too heavy, and he didn't care if others stared. If they didn't know by now that Alan was his alpha than that was their problem.