[ Blinking, Hei opens the door only after he checks the security videofeed. There is a disquieting but sweetly painful shock at seeing her at his apartment. Especially at this hour. When he opens the door, though, the shock eclipses every other feeling. She looks worn and roughly used, her eyes dull in the entryway llight -- and nearly as hard to read as his. He still remembers her from her last visit, when she'd dropped Mai off -- determinedly buoyant, quick to flash a smile. Right now her entire bearing conveys reticence. ]
[ Stepping back, Hei regards her speechlessly for a moment. Then, with a skid of anxiety somewhere inside his chest, he asks: ]
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[ Stepping back, Hei regards her speechlessly for a moment. Then, with a skid of anxiety somewhere inside his chest, he asks: ]
What's wrong? Is it Mai?