[ Nico feels the tightening of Karolina's fingers around hers, and for a moment she considers telling her that it's okay, that she doesn't have to tell. After all, the last thing she wants is to make her uncomfortable. Nico knows more than anyone how difficult it can be to talk about feelings. But before she can, the other girl is forging ahead, and Nico listens, the small smile on her lips growing broader.

She wants to kiss her right now, but that might get them into a car accident. So she settles for lifting Karrie's hand, brushing her lips against her fingers instead. ]

I remember... I remember the night of the gala. You said that you could be honest about who you are. [ And who she wanted to be with. ] And I didn't... I guess I didn't understand it, then. What you meant. But I do now, and. I wouldn't trade this for anything. Everything that's happened with our parents, all the horrible shit we've done...

[ I'd do it all again in a heartbeat, because it led me to you. ]

None of that matters now.