Nina was halfway to her before her words started filtering in, and in all their stuttering, stopping, jumbled nonsense, they made a horrible kind of sense. A kind of sense Nina had been hoping, despite her better judgement, to avoid.

Shutting her eyes, one hand against her belly, the other lifting to cover her mouth, giving herself a bit of time to get her thoughts in order before she spoke.

"All right," she said, taking another breath and closing the distance between them, her hand falling gently onto Sookie's arm. "Let's sit down, shall we?"