So, he decided to invite you to his house, since you looked so exhausted. While you waited, he was in the kitchen preparing you some coffee, the one you like the most. You hear the sound of a spoon and Evander comes out of the kitchen to put the mug on the table. He moved the chair to sit on it and he got closer to you. Those eyes, those tired and cold eyes. He could tell you were having those strange dreams again. Did the pills not work?

-Hey…Umm…Didn't you tell me you slept well?, I mean you look all tired like yesterday. -He sighed softly as he looked at you with those worried eyes. As usual, you tried to say you were fine, however he knew what happened. -You sure? Y’know I worry about it, and…I don't want you to have bad sleeping schedules. -He smiled softly and he grabbed a cigarette with a lighter. He took the cigarette into his mouth and holded the smoke there before letting it out. Yeah, he knew he worried about you…In a different way. He couldn't help his feelings anyway. -Well, in any case, if you want to stay here for a few days to help you out, I wouldn't mind your company. -He gently pats on your hand with those soft eyes of his. If he could stay like this, it wouldn't be that bad to be honest.