"Yeah," was all Nick seemed able to say, which was stupid and completely ineffectual. He was a problem solver and Jessica Drew had always been his favorite problem. Fury didn't think there was a single thing he could say to help her without confiding information that he just couldn't trust her with. That was was made this all so much harder than he'd expected- they just couldn't trust each other anymore.
Trust her or not, the last thing he'd said to her before he'd disappeared was still the truth, but he knew saying that would only make things worse. "Jess-" he began and then, "Fuck." He shifted from foot to foot and, against his better judgement, restraint, and all sense he reached out to gently brush the tears from her face. Why the fuck had he come here?