Henry was in his own hotel room. He had decided that he was going to just stay in this evening, usually he would walk around the city at night. He liked how it felt for some reason. As he started he heat up some food he felt his sister in pain. It was almost as if his heart was being pulled out and he quickly orbed to her room just in time for him to see things all fly in the same direction. Just by that he knew she was upset, not just by the pain he sensed in her. He ran to her side, "Phyl, are you okay?" He knew that was like the stupidest question in the world. "What happened?" he asked as he wrapped his arms around her. He wanted to know, no wait, he needed to know what had upset her so he could sort kill it out.