Not one to refuse physical comfort, Nuriko sighed quietly before resting her head against Jessica's shoulder. Her body still felt wound too tight, and aching in the wake of the panic, but she was able to start wiping away the tears on her cheeks. Most of them were already dried, leaving behind a slight itchiness to her skin that she rubbed vigorously against.

"I'm okay with complicated stories. And I promise not to share it like it's mine to give," Nuriko said, raising her head briefly and letting her gaze wander over Jessica's expression.