Mundy was minding his own, poking away at his fireplace and enjoying the nights brisk breeze and silence. Until he heard the door slam from the fortress. He was a good distance away, so whoever slammed it slammed it hard. He wanted to ignore it, but then he heard clear as day someone crying and kicking things around. Mundy peaked from behind his van, and his brows raised in sock to see you in such a frantic state. He was hesitant for a moment but finally decided to get up and speed walk to you.