“Of course I called him. How else would he know? You’re obviously not fine, so maybe just-” Avery took a breath and clenched his jaw, taking a moment to think over his words. He knew he could be blunt sometimes without thinking, and Armaan was clearly feeling fragile. “Can you tell us what happened? It’ll save you time in the long run because we’re gonna get it outta ya eventually.” He folded his arms and leaned against the wall near the bed with a frown.