Mattie took one look at Nick's back and almost gagged. 

Fuck everything, especially herself. 

"Fuck if I know," she finally answered, her voice distracted and forced-sounding. Don't look at it. [i]Stop looking at it.[/i] He'd be [i]fine.[/i] "Taking care of things, whatever the mystery-shrouded fuck that means. But he left money. So there's that. Maybe I can get some iodine and like...spray you down with it. Anyway, uh, you okay?"