"She is tough," he agreed, but frowned a little. "I just...I wish I could be helpful. I'm going to worry a lot about her, I think.."
Nick rubbed his forehead a little and looked sheepishly at Hannah, "I'm sorry. My head's a little.." he trailed off and gestured up at it, like it could explain everything. He was tired and a little fuzzy around the edges with the dull throbbing of a headache behind his eyes.