Ambrosia, the food of the gods. It heals us. [With a guilty look he adds] I should have brought some with me so you didn't have to wait.

[He nods at her bag then] I put your book in there.

[Nico's quiet for another second and then his hand lands back on her shoulder.] That was crazy, Mal.

[All of it. The spell, her trying to keep him safe, the attack.] Are you actually okay? I mean, about everything that just happened.

[He hasn't forgotten how shaken she'd been after the initial fight or how determined to fix it.]