[Cripes. That stunning smile of hers really contrasts with what she goes on to explain. His face displays that much, going from amused to concerned in record time—with plenty of bitterness thrown in. He bends the arm entangled with hers a little to draw her in a bit closer; the bag in his other hand crinkles as he tightens his fist around it.]

[There's a moment of silence that he leaves after Anabel trails off and before he replies. Despite what she may do or say to reassure him, Nanu finds this serious, and his lip curls.]

......The people here don't seem to be aware of the difference between frightening for fun and crossing lines they shouldn't even have access to.

[Yeah, there's...there's an edge to his voice where that bitterness leaks out. Still, he's still looking primarily concerned for Anabel. When he speaks up again, his voice is softer.]

Are you...alright?