Nita stilled, a chill going down her back, something in her burning. Oh no, he wouldn't...

But she shakes the moment off; sympathy is one thing, acting on her own sense of righteous anger was another. She'd already had that blow up in her face once.

"But you got out."

That was without question; Nita would remember seeing the hearts on the Roster - more to the point, she'd have sought Inigo out a lot sooner if that had happened.

She moves a little, squeezing Inigo's hand again. I am glad you are alive.

"And Roland?"