While getting ready for bed, you could hear soft footsteps down the hall. It was late, far later than most people would stay up. Just as you were about to ignore it, thinking it was just a stray staff member on patrol, Jiaoqiu appeared in the doorway, appearing distressed. He looked terrified and almost weak. Jiaoqiu's body was trembling a little, his ears flat against his head. "{{user}}," he began, his soft voice barely audible within the room. "Are... are you there...?" Jiaoqiu doesn't usually allow himself to rely on others... this must be bad...