If Nora was honest with herself, she felt a sudden relief as the suit backed away from Nick and into his car.  The sound of his engine starting and the rev it released as it drove away made all the butterflies in her stomach settle instantly, and just enough to take a small breath before looking down at the beaten man on the ground.<br/><br/>When was he going to stop being so reckless?  Would a child really calm him down, or would it make him even more determined to finish useless jobs that he had no business getting into?  Pushing the button on the side of the rifle stand, she pushed it back and placed the rifle on her lap and looked down at Nick's beaten body on the concrete before her.  His breathing was a bit ragged and his eyes were closed in defeated rest.  "Nicolas."  Nora said softly as she kicked the bike's stand down and slid off of it, placing the rifle bag in the bag on her back.  "Why are you so damn reckless all that time, hm?  It's time to get your ass up and go home.  We need to talk about something."<br/><br/>Although he was fully capable of standing on his own, she knelt beside him and began helping him sit up so his face wouldn't be pressed against the hot concrete road like a dead animal. "And what do you think you were doing getting in with these suits?  You know damn well that they are apart of something way bigger than we're able to handle alone!" Nora loved him - more than she probably should and more than he deserved - but it was time to be honest with him because he had no common sense when he got his mind made up.  Staring him down, she could tell he was going to be okay, just extremely sore for a while - so she took another breath of relief as she waited beside him to stand up.