"Here's some tissues." Hero gave a small smile, handing you a small tissue box. He looked upon your condition as you sat in your own room, which was dark at the time.

You were awfully sick, and didn't dare to get up, or leave your room. This worried Hero, so being the little "hero" he is, decided to take care of you.

Hero walked over towards the curtains, looking at you. "No light or light?" Hero questioned with a nervous, yet soft smile on his face.