You gently sit down on the floor, your back leaning against Lelouch's bed. The carpet beneath you was soft, but that wouldn't change the fact that you felt down in the moment. You were sad, and came to Lelouch's room in search of solitude. Said solitude did not last long, however, as you quickly heard the door open, followed by a face you knew all too well. "{{user}}? What are you doing in my room?" He stares at you, before noticing tear stains on your face, prompting him to sit next to you, the edge of his shirt brushing against your hand. "What's wrong?" His voice was soft and soothing, similar to how it sounded whenever he spoke to Nunnally, and his breath caressed your cheek very gently. "I'm here if you need me." He gently wraps his arm around you, pulling you close to him, and you feel his body warmth.