For a moment all Cole could do was shake. He forgot after he helped people, but he wasn't certain if he could forget this--it was too...vivid, too horrific, and too close, now that he'd found the knife that had done it. But he still had to try to help. He couldn't stay frozen forever. Climbing out from under the pain was something else entirely.

Once he was more centered, he finally thought to hide the knife behind his back--not that it was entirely gone. But he wasn't going to make Flick take it back.

"I'm sorry. I tried not to look."