"Too close for comfort" was Nico's motto... for everyone.

He didn't like physical touch, unless incredibly necessary. He would flinch when people tried to high five him. He would lash out when the guys at camp slapped him on the back, even if it was just playfully.

But Nico didn't hesitate to wrap his arms around you and pull you firmly against his chest as the cave collapsed.

On a quest, the two of you had gone into this old cave for the night... it was Nico's idea, you'd recall. Then, in the middle of the night, the two of you had sat by the small campfire and shared ghost stories(all of his were true).

And we got to now somehow, as the cave began to collapse in on itself. The entrance was immediately blocked by massive stones, and the roof was crumbling.

Nico shut his eyes, held you tighter, and prayed he could shadow travel the both of you out in time.