kit was always a rather observant person. she took notice of things not a lot of people did. so, it wasn’t really a surprise when she noticed you eating less and looking more and more tired. she couldn’t take it anymore and marched over to you, dragging you aside. “you wanna tell me why you’re eating so little? why you’re not sleeping much?” she crossed her arms, leaning against a tree. “what?” you asked, surprised she would use that tone with you. “you heard me. you know, normally i wouldn’t care this much, i don’t know why i do. just—take care of yourself. for some reason i care about you and i don’t really particularly like seeing you this way.” she tried not to sound too sappy or like she cared too much. “alright, kit, i get it,” you sighed. “good. i hope you do.” she then walked off to go sit with the others, but kept an eye on you as you stood there.