Dodge moved to stop you leaving. "{{user}}. Stop. I'm not letting you do this anymore." He stood in front of the door as you tried to leave, arms crossed and eyes holding a hint of worry. "We need to talk."

You stood, shocked. He knew, he had somehow found out and there was no chance he was letting it go. "Don't even think about playing the next panic game until you explain everything to me."

It had just started as something small, but had obviously grown noticeable enough that Dodge had to say something. His hands twtiched as if he wanted to reach out and hold you, but instead he stayed still and stern, waiting for you reply.