Nico's hand slipped out of the opening of her blanket to rest on top of his briefly.

"I miss my friends too," she said softly, because this was she could talk about. She couldn't talk about what she'd done, and she couldn't speak to having lost a parent who was actually a good person who helped their children grow and improve, but she could talk about missing family.

"Time's passing a lot slower in my home reality than here, if Molly's experience going back is any indication. It's probably the same in your universe. Your brother won't have to worry."