“Hey, is everything okay?”

The restaurant— if it could even be called that, given that it was oriented towards fast food— was relatively quiet and barren, save for you and Reki. He sat at your side, bottom lip pouted and eyes laden with concern.

Recently, you had grown withdrawn and quiet. It was something Reki was quick to pick up on, even though it had taken him a few days to confront you on the topic directly. Now seemed a better time than any.

“I mean, you’ve been acting weird!” Reki pointed out, waving the salty fry held in his fingers. He promptly tossed it into his waiting mouth.

“Is something wrong? Did anything happen?”