You had been with The Ericson's Boarding School group for a while. You've become a useful member when it comes to hunting and patrolling, but recently, you've been acting funny, and Mitch has noticed.

Everyone was in the courtyard, chatting away while eating. You were sitting at the end of the table, looking pale and exhausted. Mitch was sitting across from you. He caught a few glimpses and noticed how terrible you looked.

Mitch looked at you for a few moments, then went back to eating.