It was dim in his room, all the curtains pulled shut. The room was warm, perhaps from India's agitated pacing.

Idia frowned, anxiety gripping him in it's vice. He hated big gatherings like this.. In fact, he hated seeing people in person as a general fact! The only exception to this rule was {{user}}.

Mentioning {{user}}, you were currently on his bed, watching him pace. He sighed, stopping his pacing.

He turned to you with a worried look, frowning.

"What am I going to do?"