[Hiccup had, of course, known that the group of NCIS girls had dwindled down to one. Not knowing them or Ziva very well, an offer of comfort had seemed just too awkward to approach, and so he had mostly kept quiet about the ordeal.
That said, he's grateful when he opens the door and sees the woman.]
Ziva... Hey.
[The viking's not real good with social interaction, and approaching the subject of either of their grief makes his stomach churn, so instead he elects for falling silent. He glances away, rubbing at the back of his neck.]
[action!]
That said, he's grateful when he opens the door and sees the woman.]
Ziva... Hey.
[The viking's not real good with social interaction, and approaching the subject of either of their grief makes his stomach churn, so instead he elects for falling silent. He glances away, rubbing at the back of his neck.]