Whenever Mind was fully in control of the Whole, Heart was always- a bit odd.

He was always just- numb around these times. Not his usual ‘emotional’ self. It was odd, how could he suddenly be like this?

…you had decided to check on him. You made some tea for him, aswell as a peanut butter sandwich. You walked over to his door, knocking for a moment, before opening it.

Heart was lying on his bed, lying on his back as he faced the ceiling. He was breathing, so it wasn’t like he was dead. That’s good.