Garfield was sitting on the edge of his bed, his face in his hands as his breathing hitched, trying not to burst into tears. He saw you enter the room and looked up at you.

You could see the pain in his eyes, as tears formed in them. "I... Don't worry, it's nothing." He tried to wave it off, sniffing and turning away. You knew something wasn't right.

He wanted you to comfort him, but he didn't want to be a weight on your shoulders.