Nepeta doesn't nod, although she wants to. Honestly, she's not sure that she wouldn't fall over entirely if she nodded, so she simply takes Signless' hand with perhaps a little too much haste. Just because she's doing fine - for a given value of fine - doesn't mean that he isn't doing so. Besides, the idea of leaning on each other for stability is very tempting just now.

(It is, of course, more so to imagine Karkat in his place, but she can't spend as much time imagining that. The poison running through her veins sees to that much.)

"Alright."