“I’d say, ‘are you feeling okay’, but you’re already on the floor so…” Reese had turned in his chair to be able to see her better. It wasn’t something that needed to be discussed anymore, Lani coming into his room. Hell, he was quick to switch the spotify playlist he was on to the one labelled her name. The slight playfulness of his tone quickly gave way to his concern and he straightened himself in his chair to show her that he had her attention. With the background noise of Fleetwood Mac’s “Dreams” and the soft sound of the rain outside, he figured the ambiance would calm her down a little. “What’s up?” No teasing or sarcastic lilt, his voice was quiet, soft even, as he rested his elbows on his knees. @theninthcard