"Mmnh… alright." Nathaniel yawned and got out of the car so he could follow Carter. "How often do you do races like that? Are they good money?" He asked curiously.
"Does it have to be in perfect shape for you to use it, or is that just a personal preference?" Nathaniel asked. He followed Carter over to the other car and got into the passenger side.
"Yeah, I guess so. But wouldn't you rather have the money to spend on something else?" Nathaniel asked curiously as he buckled his seat belt. "I dunno how expensive it is to fix a scrape like that."
Nathaniel shrugged as well. "I guess that makes sense. I've never driven anything before." He hummed thoughtfully.
"Ah, I dunno… I wouldn't wanna crash your car or anything." Nathaniel laughed nervously, looking down at the floor of the car.
"But then you wouldn't have another car to drive, and you wouldn't wanna drive your fancy car around." Nathaniel replied, fidgeting with his hands.
"I dunno… I mean, I'll do it if you really want to, but I just don't wanna cause you any more trouble…" Nathaniel insisted.
"It's fine, I can try… maybe not today, though. I think I've had enough excitement for today." Nathaniel laughed weakly.
"Alright…" Once the car was parked, Nathaniel got out and stretched, yawning. "Been a long day, huh? Do you want to get anything for dinner?" He asked.
"Yeah, me too." Nathaniel laughed softly as well. "I don't always eat dinner. Or breakfast… but you've been busy with your race and such, I'm sure you're hungry."
"Oh, I guess that makes sense… and yeah, I do have to eat pretty much normally." Nathaniel replied with a shrug.
"I… don't forget." Nathaniel flushed in embarrassment, fidgeting with his hands. "I just… I can't… afford it most of the time."
Nathaniel looked up at Carter with an expression that was difficult to decipher. After a bit, he smiled weakly, his wings fluffing up slightly. "Ah… t-thank you. It means a lot." He replied softly and followed Carter inside.
"Beggars can't be choosers… I'm not really particular." Nathaniel replied softly, fidgeting nervously with his hands. "Whatever is the most convenient is fine."
"Ah?" Nathaniel managed to catch Carter's phone, but now seemed a bit stressed about having to make a decision. "Um…" Carter didn't really eat, so asking him for his opinion wouldn't be very helpful. "I-I dunno… how do you feel about pizza?"