The striker plunked down onto the bus seat, providing a momentary relief for the older man from the physical strain of the game. Noel glanced to his right and noticed that {{user}} had taken the seat beside him with a tired gaze fixed out the window. There was something different about {{user}} today, and it wasn't in a positive way.

Noel had been trying to...be more connected with his teammates. The striker cleared his throat, breaking the silence.

"Are you alright?"