Nick rocks side to side with the music, reveling in memories he hasn't fully realized are just as manufactured as the rest of this scenario, as the love they feel for one another, as her -- and this world's -- very existence.
"At the dance that night?" he asks, smirking. "Or when you showed up in my office months later?"
He recalls that night with clarity, as well. He hadn't expected to see Undine again after the ball -- when a night ends with Skinny Malone and his crew arriving just in time to take the money, only for his latest squeeze to double-cross him in a rain of bullets, one can't expect to be the most memorable part of the evening. Still, she must have remembered him when she came through the door to his agency, looking for help.
And that's what Nick Valentine does: he helps whomever he can, however he can.
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"At the dance that night?" he asks, smirking. "Or when you showed up in my office months later?"
He recalls that night with clarity, as well. He hadn't expected to see Undine again after the ball -- when a night ends with Skinny Malone and his crew arriving just in time to take the money, only for his latest squeeze to double-cross him in a rain of bullets, one can't expect to be the most memorable part of the evening. Still, she must have remembered him when she came through the door to his agency, looking for help.
And that's what Nick Valentine does: he helps whomever he can, however he can.