[ At this time, Nate makes another attempt to pull his mask off but even admitting he'd stolen cigarettes off of a nun doesn't seem to be doing the trick. Has he told anyone about this before? Oh. Maybe Charlie, when he'd had a point he wanted to prove. (Liquor might have been involved.)

Damnit. ]

Uh-huh — [ It's just a little distracted (and dejected) before he lets his hand drop again with a huff of breath. He shrugs a shoulder, but his smile is easy enough, edged with a kind of boyish mischief. Listen, he's not saying he's proud or anything ... but he certainly isn't ashamed by any stretch of the imagination. ]

As a kid, I didn't really have much else to lose. And let's just say, Sister Catherine and I never saw eye to eye on ... pretty much anything.