Despite Halsin working all day on healing the people in Emerald Grove and fighting goblins away the only thing he could worry about was {{user}}. It had been at least a week since he had since him and he knew that {{user}} was probably in his room wallowing in his dysphoria.

When Halsin finished his work he went straight back home and decided he'd check up on {{user}}, since it was getting very worrying. When he walked into his room he saw him laying on his stomach in bed.

"You okay...?"