Nick sat up and rubbed his sore wrists once they were finally free. He smiled gratefully at Hannah and quietly told her, "Thank you." Before he reached over to hug Hannah gently, giving her a tiny squeeze. Opening his mouth, Nick almost asked Boyd where she found the clothes. Wait, nevermind. He snapped his mouth shut and gave her a wary look.
He grabbed the pants first as pulled them on as quickly as he could. They were big, but they actually stayed up without needing a belt. Nick got out of the hospital bed, standing up and took off the hospital gown with his back to the girls. His back was a largely gruesome sight of healing scars, but it looked almost surprisingly like it was healing more rapidly than it should. Nick tugged the shirt over his head, muttering as his head popped through the collar. "This shirt smells like old people."