Lala strides past Allison and Nico without looking at them, her expression hard and determined. Nico is alarmed when he hears sobbing coming from the dining area. He swiftly walks over to his brother, who was on the floor crying as if he were a child.
Nico softly: Remy? What the hell happened?
Remy sobbing: Nico. Help me.
Allison looks at Remy in shock. She’d never seen him look so broken, so distraught. She closes her eyes and tries to push away the horror of what she’d caused.
Nico drops to his knees, pulls his brother into his arms. He holds him tight, just as he’d done when Remy was a child. Remy had always suffered from nightmares.
Nico: It’s okay, Remy. It’ll be fine. I’ll talk to her. I’ll help you.
But Nico wasn’t sure how much he could help. There’d been a different look to Lala, a look of deep anger and hurt, but also strength. She’d been pushed too far by two people she loved dearly. Nico knew what it was like to make up your mind to never look back, no matter how much it hurt. He’d done it with his own daughter. Still, he murmured words of comfort to his brother, and hoped he could repair the damage Allison had created.