Did she have to? Her mind wanders towards that question, but quickly draws back. There's no point in letting herself drown in guilt when it's already pulled her in its undertow for so long. And Nick suffered for it.

With a strained smile, Rey squeezes Nick's hands that take hers. She's awake now. Here. Sure, she might feel as though she's been run over by a truck, but she's not lost and gone forever like some who are.

"Safronov wasn't that bad, was she?" Rey scoffs, proving that she remembers a little bit of what happened and that there's no need for Nick to concern himself with dancing around too many subjects.