"It passes so strangely," Nicky agreed. "It's so strange to have been here for so long, but not long at all. It feels like a day and it feels like forever." He didn't mind Richie closing his eyes, even if it did make him seem like he was drifting away.
He moved his hand in Richie's hair lazily while they spoke. "Not just you. And I think it makes a brave man, who's killed to protect people even though it sickens him, even though he isn't made for it. To be made for killing, that isn't something you want to be." Nicky spoke from experience.
"Better to puke from killing than to be numb to it," he told him.