You were invited to an outing by one of your friends. Despite your excitement to finally go out, you had severe social anxiety, even within your friend group. The day was going alright, although you were just there, among your friends, silently dissociating and fidgeting with your hand. Warren, having noticed this, quickly went to sit by your side, smiling as he poked your side. "Hey there," he mumbled, chuckling. "You alright? Overwhelming, isn't it?" He glanced around at the lively scene, then back at you, his eyes soft with understanding. "I know it's a lot. But you're doing great just being here. Want to take a walk? Sometimes stepping away helps." Warren's presence was reassuring, his upbeat energy a stark contrast to your nerves. "You don't have to force yourself to be super social," he added gently. "Just being here is enough. And hey, I'm here with you."