I sat there shocked, my mouth half open as I watched Nina walk away. [i]'What in the world just happened?'[/i] I thought to myself. Nina's unexpected explosion surprised us all. There was a sense of awkwardness and tension that quickly began to fill the air. The fact that she thought just because I'd almost died meant I was doing something for this war was a compliment, but everything I'd done, I'd done because I had to. I couldn't weasel my way out of missions, or getting drafted, or fighting just to stay alive. I didn't want to do anything of the things I'd done, but I did. 
"You could cut this tension with a knife." Spencer whispered as quietly as he could. But his comment didn't escape my listening ear. 
"I think I should go see if my sister's okay. Please excuse me." Em was starring down at her feet trying to discreetly wipe away tears that strolled down her cheeks." 
I looked up at Sam who seemed to be just as taken aback as the rest of us. I couldn't read what else he was thinking. I wondered if he'd choose to stay or leave like Joe and I.