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âHeh.â Nathan nods, then gives a childish little shrug âDo your worst.â As he was chewing, containing himself he listen to the other, still. When they brought attention to how he was looking at the food, or what he could assumed was what she was reading from him, he gave a light nod. Still, he did not want to just start scarfing anything down right away, it was better he take it slow. If he ate to quickly, with how hungry it was, he knew it would be bad. In the ward, plenty of patience would starve themselves. Giving them food after these fasts would have to be slow.
Nathan had experienced this sort of situation after one particularly stressful altercation with another patient at the ward. He had wanted nothing more to do then to die, at the time. But starving himself was the only thing he was allowed to do. Even though he did not die, at that time âI have not, it has never seemed important to me. Or anything else I have ever been interested in.â Taking a bite out of the burger, he chewed silently for a moment before continuing âI am just taking the class to pass the time.â Chewing on some more fries he blinked, thinking about what Elizabeth had said next âBody communication? There is a class for that?â
âDonât do that, otherwise you might just regret it. Iâll probably find out how many hairs you have on your head if you let me run wild with it.â She joked, only half kidding. She watched him after his nod, taking a bite of her own burger. She smiled at him. she chewed for a few minutes before swallowing, and eating another fry. âSo, if I can do my worst, may I ask why youâre so hungry? If itâs too personal, you donât have to answer. I just want to make sure you have a warm roof over your head and a place to sleep at night.â She hummed, taking another bite of her food.Â
Liz furrowed her eyebrows at the comment. âNothing youâve been interested in seemed important to you? Well, I think if youâre taking classes for something, there might be more behind it than just passing time. When I started tutoring back in school, I never thought I was doing it because I wanted to be a teacher. I thought it was just giving me a few more credits every semester.â She chuckled. âI think you should look into it. Then again this is coming from a stranger and you donât know me from adam, but.. I just have a feeling youâd be good at it.â The brunette mused before nodding her head. âThere is, but itâs for people like me who want to become a teacher.â She shrugged, forgetting the boy in front of her didnât know about her disability.












