"Don't worry about it," Nikita excused him easily and with a smile. He looked nice. The blue shirt emphasized his eyes, and she was glad to see that they'd ended up with about the same level of clothing. A little better than scruffy but not really fancy. He didn't look injured, either, but that didn't mean anything. For all she knew there was a giant bandage underneath his jeans or something.

"You alright?"