He sat there, hands shaking, eyes blurring - swimming with tears. He didn't know if he could cry - now that he knew he couldn't get wet unless he wanted to, he wondered how it would work.

it didn't take long for the tears to fall - even less time for a knock to sound on his cabin door.

He wiped his face swiftly with his sleeve, quickly going to open the door - {{user}} stood there, arms crossed and an unreadable expression.

"Do-" He cursed himself mentally as his voice cracked. "Do you need something?" He asked, playing it off.

He knew Grover would've sent them. He knew.