The building was quite for once; Kelly had finally fallen asleep. The only sounds came from Theresa's plate as she scraped up the remainder of her meal. She still wore the bandages, but the bruises and scrapes she'd sustained were slowly disappearing.
Adalind watched from a short distance away, pensive. Since Nick had left, the younger Grimm had yet to speak to her, hardly even throwing a glance her way. Part of it, she knew, was the girl's fatigue and hunger. The rest of it, however… Adalind was almost afraid to ask.
"So… do you need anything else?" she finally said, trying for a smile. It failed after a few seconds of silence.
"No," came the curt reply. Still no eye contact.
"Oh. Okay. Well if you do need anything…" Adalind tried again, hoping to get something from the girl. Anything. But as the silence stretched on, she relented. Turning to head back to her own bed, Trubel's voice stopped her.
"Yeah, I do, actually."
Adalind turned slowly, spirits raised a bit. "Name it."
Theresa finished rinsing off her plate and turned to stare at the former hexenbeist. Her expression was completely blank, and Adalind's tentative smile withered away.
"I remember what you did to Nick. I know how you hurt him and Juliette."
The words were blunt and cold. Adalind had to restrain herself from taking a step back.
"Meisner told me about you. He told me about when you were running together in Europe. How you were a good person to him. How much he trusted you by the end. I laughed, because I thought he was joking. I knew he couldn't mean you."
Trubel walked forward slowly until she stood just in front of Adalind.
"I don't know how sincere you are about being Nick's friend now. I really don't care. If he trusts you, that's his choice to make. But I don't."
"I won't hurt Nick. Not again," Adalind said quickly, her voice soft.
"No, you won't." Theresa agreed. "Because if you try anything like that again, I'll kill you."
Adalind swallowed and nodded, her eyes locked with Trubel's.
"Good," the Grimm said. Then she turned and walked back to her bunk, leaving Adalind standing alone. Quietly she sighed, closing her eyes, and nodded.
Good.