Better's good. We like better, don't we, Katurian? [ Nigel's smile quickly becomes Nigel's grin and he has to pause for a moment to relax the muscles of his mouth in order to be able to take a sip of his drink without fear of making a mess. There's an odd buoyancy to his mood when he's around Katurian, like they share some sort of understood complicity that seems to come -- for the most part -- easily (at least, comparatively, when taken alongside Alex). It makes Nigel wonder if this is what it's like to have a sibling of some sort, though he really has no idea or point of reference. He turns to look at Katurian and nods once, slowly. ]

Of course, I was going to come find you -- what, did you expect me to leave you to the wolves? I knew you'd come. Cause you knew I'd be waiting.