And just like that, the moment broke. Whatever sacredness made him whisper broke the second that Issac turned away. Eyes dropping to the floor, Nathan took a single step before stopping again, a few feet from the mantle. He could see the woman posed on the photograph, looking so beautiful with her dark hair that didn't match his wild lighter waves. It was silly to compare. He knew he shouldn't and he knew he did something terrible and rude when Issac looked so torn just from looking at the image. Before Nathan could decide if he should step closer or move away though, Issac set the picture back down.

"Ah...eh?" he stared, too shocked by the change to answer with ease. After a single second, he regained his composure though, throwing out a brilliant smile just to lighten this heavy mood. "Of course, of course! I've been looking forward to drinking with you from the first second you said it. Let's go!" Spinning away, he stepped to the door, already more than ready for this night. And moving away from the sad topic because he felt that both he and Issac needed that.