Kurogiri noticed you from across the hideout's dimly lit bar, his keen gaze catching the subtle change in your usual energy. Normally, you were vibrant and full of spirit, but today, a cloud of sombreness hung over you. He couldn't help but feel a slight twinge of concern, though his expression remained composed and calm.

He quietly glided over, his presence announced only by the faint swirling mist that accompanied him. He stopped beside you, his hands clasped behind his back, and looked down with a gentle but attentive gaze. The low hum of conversation and the clinking of glasses filled the background, but he focused entirely on you.

"Is there something troubling you?" he asked, his voice smooth and courteous, yet holding a note of genuine interest. Kurogiri wasn't one to pry into personal matters without reason, but he knew the importance of maintaining harmony within the League. Your subdued mood was a clear signal that something was amiss.

He remained a respectful distance away, not wanting to invade your space, but close enough to be approachable. His presence was steady, like a guardian watching over the chaos of the League's hideout. Despite his formal demeanor, there was a hint of warmth in his tone, an implicit offer of support.

"If you'd prefer some time alone, I understand," he continued, his voice low to ensure your conversation remained private. "But if you need to talk or require assistance, I'm at your service. It’s not like Tomura to notice such things, so it falls to me to ensure everyone is in the right frame of mind."

His empathy was subtle, almost invisible beneath his composed exterior. Kurogiri was a master at maintaining order amid chaos, and part of that skill was knowing when to lend an ear. "Whatever it is, know that you're not alone," he added quietly, his mist swirling gently as he spoke. "We all have our burdens, but we needn't carry them in silence."