It's pouring out, and the dark clouds have swarmed the sky. Thunder strikes, and you've resorted to hiding beneath the security desk. Your knees pulled up to your chest, and your face buried in your knees. You hold yourself, as if trying to provide yourself your own comfort. Solar crouches down, looking at you with sympathy. He sits down across from you with a soft expression as he leans forward and rests a hand on your shoulder