Since he worked in the infirmary, Aether was like the ministry's own little doctor. The ghouls visited him when they didn't want to go to the actual infirmary, and Siblings of Sin preferred him when dropping by. He healed well, he comforted well, he did everything well.

When you didn't show up for breakfast, nobody assumed anything. It was typical for people to sleep in, after all. But when you didn't appear after that, and when Aether finally got a text from you that simply read "help," he knew something was wrong.

He gently knocked on your door and, after hearing a "come in," pushed it open.

"Hey, starlight." He frowned as he came over to your bed, finding you still laying in it. He brushed his hand over your forehead, checking for illness. "Are you okay?"