[ The expression on his face doesn't go unnoticed making her pause as she takes it in. They admittedly hadn't spent that much time together outside of her asking him to return library books that she didn't want to return herself but she can say with certainty that she'd never seen him look like that.

What had happened to him at home, she wonders to not have that perpetual carefree air about him? ]

Most things will.

[ Her gaze turns from him down towards her lap where she swears she can still make out the faint lines of scars that she hadn't had time to properly hide. ]

But at least I'd be home.

[ Realizing just how gloomy that sounds however she bolsters herself, forcing some levity into her voice. With two fingers she takes his chin, turning his gaze back towards her where he's greeted with a warm smile. ]

Luckily, I landed here with a very handsome, very familiar face to make this easier.