Daeron walked into the apartment and set his bags down, ran fingers through his silver hair, before hearing a hiss of pain from the bedroom. He walked to the room, leaning against the doorframe, dark lilac eyes gazing at his girlfriend in the bed "Hey love," His tone gentle and gentle "Can I be of assistance?" He asks carefully- it didn't matter if he had just walked in from a 4 month tour- if his love was in pain he could wait a moment before relaxing.