He goes to speak, to tell her not to, too used to having to deal with his injuries himself. 

But this wasn't them. Wasn't how things worked.

"Thank you. I...I can't promise it won't happen again though."

Nova makes a quiet sound and his hand squeezes tighter briefly.

"Then I guess we'll just have to heal you again," 'Chelle says calmly, putting the supplies away. "Wanna hug?"

He shook his head. He did, he craved physical affection near constantly.

But he couldn't allow himself that. Not yet.

"-is this because you don't think you deserve a hug? Because you're definitely wrong about that. And you look like you could use one?"

"No, no. I- I'm fine."

He can't help but look at Nova. He wants to hold him. He doesn't trust himself to. 
He wants a hug from 'Chelle, but doesn't want Nova to think there's something wrong with his.

Nova shuffles a little closer again. (He thinks he could use a hug, knows Zev could, doesn't know how to-)

"Good thing about hugs, you can get them from more than one person at a time," 'Chelle says. "And I think Nova wants one. You can hug him, and I can hug both of you?"

Zev's body starts to tremble slightly. "I- I don't want to hurt him."

"Z-zev," Nova manages shakily, now almost-pressed against Zev's side.

"You won't," 'Chelle says gently. "Not tonight. And never on purpose."

"I...I don't want to. I didn't mean for him to know-"

Zev takes in a shuddering breath, trying to hold in tears. He's done with crying, he's done.

'Chelle shuffles around to wrap her arm around his shoulders, her other hand resting on his elbow, resting her head against the side of his, she isn't pulling him away from Nova', if anything, she's leaning him a bit more into Nova.

"It's okay," she says quietly. "We've got you, me and Nova. And Dad and Lan. It's okay."

Nova tucks himself closer against Zev, risking shifting so he can wrap his spare arm around Zev's stomach.

Zev manages to hold it together as 'Chelle hugs him. It's nice. It's comforting. 

And the Nova wraps his arm around him and Zev just- crumples. 

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry-!"

-Nova doesn't know what to do with that, it sounds too much like him-

"It's okay," he manages, thinking that might be the right think, pressing his head into Zev's shoulder. "It's okay, it's okay."

'Chelle presses her lips briefly to Zev's temple, and then strokes Zev's hair, humming a quiet lullaby.

Zev clings tighter to Nova's hand, and tries to wrap his other arm around 'Chelle, or at least touch her somehow.

"I love you," he says to Nova. He sounds devastated.

'Chelle shifts, helps him loop his other arm around her, keeps hugging him.

"Me too, me too," Nova says, trying to get himself to say the whole thing, but he can't, the words don't feel natural on his lips, even though he knows he loves Zev.

He manages to hug them both. Nova, who has had his heart for years, and 'Chelle, who he gave a part so easily. He keeps his head close to Nova's, hoping that, somehow, Nova can burn the horrible images out of it.

That he could forget who he was.

He doesn't know if he's helping, but he hopes he is.

She keeps humming for a while, before pausing. "How about we move somewhere more comfortable? You guys should probably try to get some more sleep if you can?"

"I- yes. We...we should." 

Nova should.

"Okay, then, there's a bed right there."

'Chelle shifts, encouraging them both to their feet.