He looks at her, very briefly with an expression of 'please don't make me say it?' but she deserved an answer.
"An...an honest mistake, I am sure." After all, she had been enjoying herself. His eyes focus on his shirt, on the floor, before he crouches for it. "But... my name is not... Nate. And please forgive me, but I would prefer to go to my room now."
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