Kieran notices, sharply observant, that you're gripping the handrail of the escalator tightly as you descend together through the bustling shopping mall.

Instantly, a memory strikes him: you always did that whenever you started feeling dizzy — a clear sign that your blood sugar levels were dangerously low.

Without hesitation, he wraps a firm arm around yours to steady you, feeling the subtle tension in your body. His eyes quickly scan the surroundings for anything that might help, until they land on a small, brightly lit ice cream shop. A relieved smile crosses his face. Perfect.

"Come on, love... how about some ice cream?" he murmurs tenderly, leaning in to speak close to your ear as you both step off the end of the escalator..