Nico hunches in on himself, a little bit. He'd been really leaning on that it-was-a-dream thing too, until they woke up and held hands and Nico realized that whatever had just happened to them, it happened physically.

Anyway, he's back to staring at the floor. "I made it possible." That's not actually an explanation at all, but it's not like there's an exact science to any of the stuff he can do. He certainly hadn't known he had the could before it happened, he just hadn't wanted to go. Lev had been like an anchor and Nico had been so desperate to feel something warm again. In a sudden rush: "What if he can't shoot his bow anymore? Or climb things? Or draw?" You know, quintessential Lev Things.