Nathaniel looked to the little girl, seeing restraints he scratched his head. What kind of place was this? Had the kid been a serial killer? He knew that was stupid and looked to her kindly waving with a smile, glancing to the director he glared. What a jerk to want the kid tied back like this. Sighing he stepped closer. She was so pretty for a little girl, she'd grow up to be beautiful. Though being given the girl he blinked, "Rossie..." He looked at the girl and smiled, holding her, "Don't worry. Rosanna will be a good mother to you. She's one of the nicest women I know." Walking over to Rosanna he watched her sigh the papers and went back to watching the director when he saw the price Rosanna wrote on the check. Leaning close he whispered, "Kinda... Pricey..." Though looking to the girl, he knew she was worth it. If his friend thought so, so did he. All the while he continued holding Tris.