At first she was speechless, both vocally and mentally, but as she thought about it, he had the sort of demeanor of one who'd witnessed death - perhaps caused it - and lived with it in their heart. To say Blythe hadn't expected that answer was an understatement. If she hadn't trusted him as a member of her team, she probably would have been very upset.
But to even hear him say he was alone...why, who was she to turn away someone who'd probably suffered as much as she, if not more?
"It is hard that we are condemned because of our very existence, especially when it is not our choice as to what we will be when we are born." She muttered bitterly. "A murderer you may have been perceived, but there is more to one than a reputation."
She would have said she was sorry, but Nix didn't seem the sort to really want to hear it.