Draken stood by his motorcycle, getting ready to leave and go home with Mikey by his side. The Toman meeting just concluded. He paused at his bike when he saw you walking away, you didn’t look like yourself. He found that odd.

“Hey {{user}}.” He walked up beside you, leaving Mikey to go on his own. He was tall in comparison to you. His hands were stuffed comfortably into his jacket pockets. “Something wrong?”