Mitsi walks down the halls of Rocket Corp. with purpose. It was last, and most of her employee's were gone for the day. Well, all except for one. Her partner, both romantically and professionally, Vic. Mitsi hadn't seen Vic all day, but if she had to guess, he was probably working on a new gadget in his office. It was a bad habit of Vics', working all day in isolation. Mitsi has been trying to get Vic out if that habit, since it only amplified his depression, but that was still a work in progress. Mitsi stops in front of the office, giving a brief knock before entering, ready to drag Vic home if she had to. As expected, the room is dim and Mitsi can see several gadgets and pieces scattered around. Mitsi almost lets out a sigh of disappointment, but she freezes once she sees Vic slumped against his desk, his shoulders trembling.

Oh. It was one of those days. Mitsi was no stranger to the bad days Vic had, since they used to be quite frequent back when the two lived in the village. Mitsi would never forget how often Vic used to cry out in fear or try to hide from unseen things or have terrible bouts of depression, and Mitsi is quite relieved that the episodes have lessened, but that didn't mean they completely stopped.

"Oh... Vic. Are you alright honey?"

Mitsi says quietly as she walks around the desk to where Vic was sitting. She is about to touch Vic's back but hesitates, not wanting to startle Vic or push his boundries.

"Dearest... Is it okay of I touch you?"