Rory was, as usual, in his room, reading. If he wasn't in class, tutoring, or at Eisen's house, it was a pretty safe bet that that's where he'd be. He put down The Grapes of Wrath when he heard Gio's call, however, and smiled, turning around in his swivel chair to face the door. "Come on in Gio!"
Indicating that Gio sit in one of the comfortable chairs in Rory's room, Rory offered Gio a warm smile. It faded slightly when he saw the look on his brother's face, however. His tone of voice, his expression, and the way he was carrying himself all indicated that something wasn't quite right. "Hey are you okay kiddo?" He looked over at Gio in concern. "What's up?" He knew that look. It was the Advice Look. And Rory was very, very good at giving advice.