"Pretty is not a word I use, but it is nice" Nathan said with a slight chuckle. They walked down a sidewalk and towards the shelter in the center of the park, he sat on the tope of a table and put his elbows on his knees. "Some days I wish I didn't have to go home, or whatever you want to call it" he said softly looking out into the trees. "Sorry… my thoughts escape sometimes" he said as he looked over at her. She was the first person to actually want to talk to him even after he almost ran her over eairlyer.