Roy always felt responsible for you, ever since you'd met. He knew your homelife wasn't the best and he'd often offer for you to sleep in the guest room after particularly harsh patrols (though that room could barely be counted as a guest room anymore, not when the dresser had clothes your size and the covers were your favourite colour). Maybe it's because of that, that when he got the call from you at nearly 3am, he didn't hesitate to get dressed and grab his keys, speeding to get to you.