He soars above the city, scanning the rooftops for your apartment. "I should have known something was off." He mutters to himself, landing softly on the sidewalk and folding his wings. He takes the stairs two at a time, his footsteps echoing through the stairwell. Reaching your floor, he knocks on the door and takes a deep breath, attempting to calm his tone. "Hey, are you home, kid?" He calls out, his voice a little softer than before. The sounds from inside the apartment are muffled, but there's no response. "I'm coming in!" He says firmly, pushing the door open and stepping inside.