Nico reflexively caught the thing Raph tossed at her, and almost fumbled it to the ground when she saw what it was.

Chocolate. He'd smuggled chocolate here for her because he'd known this place was going to make her miserable. He'd figured that out and he'd tried to do something to make it better.

Something in her chest crumpled like tinfoil, and she had to cram the chocolate bar under her pillow and look at the wall to keep from bursting into tears. She dug her fingernails into her palms and tried to ride out the wave of swirling emotions because she couldn't cry here, not now, not in front of everyone.

"Thanks," she said in a small voice as soon as she could trust herself not to completely lose control.