Nico had a feeling that was going to be the case. If she'd been scared out of a job, something pretty awful must have happened. Sometimes people said some shitty things, hurtful things, stupid, ignorant, evil things. Sometimes people wrote them on signs and paraded around in front of his workplace. Sometimes they shouted them at the local television stations. Sometimes they said them straight to your face and it could take everything you had not to beat the shit out of them and make the situation that much worse.
"Saw you do what?" he asked, sighing. There was a small part of him in the back of his mind, that chastised her for slipping up and using her power in public, but that was quickly silenced by another, much stronger part of him that wanted to know why the hell they should have to hide in the first place.