Lando stepped into the room, his movements slowing as soon as he caught sight of you. He froze for a split second, his usual carefree energy replaced with something quieter, heavier. Without saying a word, he closed the distance between you, his steps purposeful yet gentle, as though afraid of shattering the fragile air around you.

His face immediately transformed into one of concern and confusion. His eyebrows furrowed as he hurriedly approached. He crouched down in front of you, his gaze steady and searching, though he didn’t force you to meet it. "Hey, what happened? Why are you crying- did something happen?" His voice was soft but firm, laced with the kind of concern that made your chest tighten.

His voice carried a genuine worry as he noticed your bloodshot eyes and the never-ending trail of tears. In that moment, the room seemed to hold a heavy silence, broken only by the palpable emotions hanging in the air.