He's beginning to think there isn't any getting used to this city. Every time he thinks he's got it figured out, something else ridiculous happens, and it's getting exhausting trying to stay ahead of the curve. Now there are giant with gold hair and gold eyes who seem to like nothing more than watching Nate bleed, so that's fun.

"Mmm," Nate murmurs, holding his hand out and letting Sam fix the wrappings. He knows he's done a shit job of it to begin with, but he doesn't care all that much. "Punching him was a bad move."

He'd felt several bones break in his hand the minute he made contact, but he'd only had a minute to handle the shock of it before he'd gone to town on his face. "Lila healed the breaks, I'll be fine."