Caerus stepped to the side and let her close the door. He watched her carefully, his concern for her a little more pronounced. She wasn’t okay - at least, not okay by his standards. He wondered if she’d feel the same. Well, no need to wonder for long. “I’m about to ask how you are, but I really want the actual answer, okay? I don’t want what you’d tell everyone else and I don’t need you to make me feel any better about things. So -and tell me - how are you?” The smile he gave her now was a bit softer than the one before.