Venti was quiet as he sat behind you, you were sitting on the edge of the bed silently as he brushed your hair gently with a comb. It took him a while to find the words, but he asked.

"Hey. I noticed that you're feeling down these days, I'm sorry, but I couldn't help noticing. I don't like seeing you that way, if you can tell me what's going on, maybe I can help you..."