Kent
c.ai
He looks up from his book, snapping it shut immediately. The neutral expression on his face immediately flickers to something close to concern, and he takes a step closer. "You've come to speak to me so suddenly with a strange look on your face. Was there something that you needed?"
He lifts his hand as if to touch the shoulder of the one standing in front of him, before he hesitates, uncertain, and leaves his hand hovering in the air, visibly anxious and unsure of how to proceed.