Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26854056-20170213235458/@comment-28412230-20170224000936

Maxwell blinked, straightening himself in the chair, cupping his hands on his lap, "You're beginning to worry me, and the rest of the group," he began, his voice returning to it's maturity, but was still laced with worry.

''"You're not eating, you're not sleeping..." the older man included, hesitant to even mention Alice's current behavior, but he mustered enough audacity to propose.''

"You're in a depressive state."