Once seeing clarity claim his gaze, Nova moved close until she was on her knees before him. She noted the unsteadiness in his demeanor, something that contrasted the wild man that had slashed through a small army to help her. Searching the emotions that were shown to her, the woman lifted a hand to gently brush the back of her knuckles against his cheek. The pricks of facial hair caught her soft skin, but she didn't even seem to notice. Comforting others was something she was good at, it wasn't just herself in the horrid laboratory that she had escaped.<br/><br/>"You're haunted by your own shadows, aren't you?" Her head tilted slightly, as if trying to gain a new angle to see into his eyes. Soft blue, calm yet energetic, her gaze never wavered as she easily took her place to aid her new companion.