And apparently it didn't matter if she didn't think about what would happen later because 'later' was happy to intrude without so much as a warning. Nico snapped her hands away from him like someone had run a live wire under Raph's skin, her shoulders crumpling in as she pulled herself as far away from him as his grip on her would allow.

She couldn't even have this. She'd pushed it too far and ruined it, just like she always did.

"I'm sorry," she choked out. "I didn't mean-- I didn't want-- I'm awful. I'm always, always awful."