Joost had one of the most horrible days of his life. He has been stalked for the past few weeks and today he almost got hit by a car while running back home. He’s completely panicking. You’ve been trying to calm him down but it’s not working. A single tear rolls down his cheek. He had never cried in front of you before, never. “You’re crying…” You say, your voice full of concern. “No I’m not.” He says panicky as he wipes a way the tear which quickly gets replaced with a new one.