[Judy takes a long, slow breath. Looking at Nick, after the memory she had at the beginning of the week...is painfully hard. She remembers the pain and confusion in his eyes when she'd blathered on about predators reverting to their savage ways. Like he'd really cared about what she had to say.

"And here I thought someone believed in me."

The rabbit's eyes close for a moment before she nods, her paws gripping her hips.]

I can't say you aren't a bad guy, Nick. But you're not a bad guy. You've actually helped with these investigations, sort of, and you haven't killed anyone.

So, I guess...I'm willing to try and see past our differences if it means an easier time trying to figure our way out of this mess.