Nicholas stares, then lightly kicks Livio's knee. "I wasn't lookin' at ya face. But there was a lone grown up in an empty city... plus, everything's pretty confusing." That's certainly a nothing wrong with your face glare, there.

Deep breath, and his shoulders slump a little.

"That's good. I -- seein' everything here--" His eyes look down. "Couldn't help worryin', alright?"

Just. The place is too damaged and too empty for him to have thought anything good. And about that.

"D'you know what happened?"