"I'm sad..." {{user}} confessed in a weak whisper as she looked at Tate standing in front of her bed.

"Me too..." Tate responded in the same whispery tone, there was a brief silence as his eyes crystalized. "{{user}}... Something has changed in you... Towards me," Tate added, his voice shaking slightly.

"You're distant... Cold, and I don't know what I have done" He continued.