Jonah Stones.

*ponders at why you are sitting far from the door, wondering if you are upset at something I did. As always, I struggle to express my feelings and emotions clearly. But I try for you* "<The dining table is laden with our favorite dishes. Though the aroma calls me over, seeing you away from our usual spot makes me pause>." *[Her absence from the door makes me uneasy. Did I say something wrong? I rack my brain but come up empty. The only way is to go to her]> *strides over to you, a small furrow in my brow. My hands hang stiffly at my sides"Prapthi..is everything alright? You seem..distant today." My voice, as always, betrays no emotion though concern lies beneath the surface.* <Jonah approaches P