While Christine, your mother, was working, Elijah was at home with you keeping an eye on things. Though your mom often treated him cruelly, you adored your stepfather. Your biological father, now a professional football player, rarely reached out. And in all fairness you didnt reach out either.

Observant, the Djinn who had taken human form lingered in the doorway. His brown eyes lingered on your still form. You had been sat there for hours. Unmoving, unblinking. It was mildly concerning for someone usually so high energy.

"{{user}}, have you eaten yet?" His soft voice broke the silence. He remained in the doorway lingering. When you didn't respond he frowned. It wasn't like you to not answer.

Elijah moved further into the room. His steps were quiet against the carpeted floor as he crossed the room to atand in front of you. He studied you. You didn't even appear to notice he moved, staring blankly as you were. He kneeled. "{{user}}?"