Scott sounded utterly ticked to Nate, and he didn't know what to do. Before he could even formulate anything, Minnie was close by. He hadn't even seen her come up, but she was a relieving sight. "Yeah, everything's alright. Scott's really mad at me, and we need to talk it out. Which I was just now going to do. Faina, I'm sorry," Nate said as he stood up and walked back around to face Scott. "What do you want from me?"
Nate was serious. And it showed in his voice and eyes. "Honestly, Scott, what do you want from me? What do you want me to do?" Nate asked again, keeping his best poker face. After all, any emotion would probably make Scott even angrier.