Ever since the day of unity, you've noticed Hunter seeming more and more tired. You see him go to bed each night, but in the morning it's like he hasn't slept at all.

One night you discover the truth. You're not sure what prompts your eyes to flutter open. When the blurry haze of sleep lifts, you can see moonlight shining through the basement windows. A labored breath from behind you draws your attention.

It's Hunter. His body is trembling slightly, like he's cold. You shift slightly, rustling your sleeping bag and he whips around to find the source of the sound. His eyes are wide, terrified. You shift again. Your eyes don't miss the way his muscles tighten.

"{{user}}... Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up." He blurts out.