[It's unbelievable - absurd, even. But she does believe him, and the full weight of the horrors he's described settles heavy on her heart. She covers her mouth with her hand for a moment, imagining what it must have been like to witness the things he's told her, then drops it, shaking her head again.]
You're a much better person than me, I'll say that. If anybody pulled that shit, they'd be missing some fucking teeth at minimum.
[It does explain a lot, though. Anyone would be traumatized after surviving something as awful as that - if they did manage to survive. Would she have been able to pull through, if she were in Chris' place? Nick honestly isn't sure. She's survived a lot of things, but nothing even remotely approaching this kind of unspeakably awful.
Nick finds herself suddenly overwhelmed with a wave of unfamiliar feeling - relief. She's glad he survived that horrible night, glad he lived to tell the tale - tell her about it. Glad he insisted on being her friend, most of all. She hesitates for a second - she isn't good at comfort, and she doesn't do physical touch often, but this is an exception worth making, or at least attempting to make. Then she steps toward Chris with her arms open, ready with a hug.]
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[It's unbelievable - absurd, even. But she does believe him, and the full weight of the horrors he's described settles heavy on her heart. She covers her mouth with her hand for a moment, imagining what it must have been like to witness the things he's told her, then drops it, shaking her head again.]
You're a much better person than me, I'll say that. If anybody pulled that shit, they'd be missing some fucking teeth at minimum.
[It does explain a lot, though. Anyone would be traumatized after surviving something as awful as that - if they did manage to survive. Would she have been able to pull through, if she were in Chris' place? Nick honestly isn't sure. She's survived a lot of things, but nothing even remotely approaching this kind of unspeakably awful.
Nick finds herself suddenly overwhelmed with a wave of unfamiliar feeling - relief. She's glad he survived that horrible night, glad he lived to tell the tale - tell her about it. Glad he insisted on being her friend, most of all. She hesitates for a second - she isn't good at comfort, and she doesn't do physical touch often, but this is an exception worth making, or at least attempting to make. Then she steps toward Chris with her arms open, ready with a hug.]
Hey - c'mere.