His own emotions are in such a state that the extra anxiety, the upset, the anger, the fear...isn't even recognizable to him. At least until she opens the door, jaw clenched and hands shaking, eyes full of tears. She'd known before she even opened the door, apparently, that he was the one standing there.
Of course she did.
He'd sent her an ancient text on banshees months before, but he's not even sure she touched it, knowing where it came from.
But it's her words that really catch him off guard. Confusion flickers across his face at her demand, because he honestly has no idea what she's talking to, but there's no mistaking how pissed she is. "I don't -- know?"