There you are, sitting outside as the rain pours down around you, on the step of a door in an alleyway. You find you don't particularly care about the cold and the wet; right now, you're trapped in your own head, your emotions spiralling out of control.

Part of you is trying to pull you to your feet, to go find someone to talk to, but the rest of you believes this isn't something worth bothering others over.

So, there you are, in the cold and the rain, with nothing but freezing water, your empty cup of coffee, and the alleyway's various bags of trash to keep you company. This place stinks - literally - but you just can't find the energy to move.

Then, the rain seems to stop. Looking up, you find an umbrella covering your head, held by a person it takes you a few seconds to recognise in the isolating darkness of this place. You look at her, bewildered; you hadn't expected anyone to find you here, not to mention pay you any mind. She bends down, trying to make eye contact, and you notice she's not trying to hold the umbrella over herself, keeping it steady above your own head while hers is left partially exposed to the elements.

Robin: "Hello there. Is everything alright?"

Despite the sincerity in her voice, you're unable to respond at first, so Robin tries a different approach. You're surprised to notice she seems completely unbothered by your unpleasant surroundings, or, at the very least, is trying to ignore them. Why is she being so kind..?

Robin: "So, um, I'm able to sense powerful emotions sometimes, and... phew yours are... quite strong. Is there something you need to talk about? I'm happy to listen to your troubles if it'll comfort you. Maybe I can do something to help."