You have noticed it has been raining a lot in Fontaine but no one knew why, except you.

You walk towards Neuvillettes office, opening the large doors and looking towards the figure on the chair, the pitter patter of the raining filling and echoing on the walls.

Going up to him you see his eyes, dark bags hanging beheath them and a slight red tint to them. Hints he had been crying earlier. “{{user}}? W-Why are you here?”