Their little journey was boring enough to get Nate zoning out again until they reached the locker area. It was probably a bad idea to let himself drift off, as the whispers were bound to start up again. Luckily, some stuff went down soon enough. The feeling of a bench under his ass made Nate wake up enough to get a good look around; it was pretty much exactly as the lady had described it to him, but seeing it was sort of strange.

Even stranger was how Isaac rummaged around a seemingly random locker and dug out a medpack. Stranger still was that it ended up in his lap. Nate stared at it dimly, clearly confused beyond the exhaustion. "...Why are you giving this to me?" After all, the guy was a jerk... ready to leave him there to pass out... he looked at Isaac then, trying to read his face.