"What should I have said?" Nic asked.

Laruel's eyes narrowed, "Rosen doesn't think what he did was wrong, Nic," she stated with deliberate slowness.

"And?" Nic asked.

Laurel shook her head a little, "You're letting them walk all over you."

That seemed to irritate Nic. "I can take care of myself," he snapped back.

"Yeah, you're doing a real good job with that," Laurel retorted sarcastically.

Nic's expression started to grow a little darker. He looked like he was about to say something, but instead he started to stand and walk out.

"You promised to talk to me instead of running away," Laurel spat at him.

"... I need to shot something," Nic retorted, voice very dark as he kept walking.

So Laurel remained silent as Nic left.

True to his word, Nic went to the shooting range.

Snow was there but she didn't acknowledge Nic.

Nic didn't acknowledge Snow either as he picked up a sniper riffle.

Snow paused to watch Nic.

Nic was actually very good. And as the time passed, he seemed to be getting better like he was rusty. There was no denying that he had extensive training in the past. And he also appeared to have some genuine raw talent when it came to targeting in a pinch. He could probably stand easily next to Kale.

Snow eventually got back to her own shooting. "Laurel's got quite a raw talent as well," she suddenly noted, "Never thought she would, looking at her."