The cemetery was cold at this time, but Nathan just tugged the jacket around him more closely. Blowing out a breath, he leaned back against the tree and tucked his hands into his pockets for warmth. He should have just left if he was that cold, but he didn’t really want to be inside right now. It was far too crowded and the whole situation with the black out had caused was only making things more chaotic than normal.
He dropped his chin onto his chest awkwardly, shaking his head so that the zipper would scratch the itch on his chin. He didn’t want to move his hands to scratch it, so that was really the only other option. Now that it was settled, he shifted and let his head drop back against the tree, his eyes slipping closed.
It wasn’t that he had fallen asleep, more like he had daydreamed about nothing for a moment there. He snapped awake again when he heard footsteps, climbing to his feet and stretching.