[The smile on his face remains, tugging at the corners of his mouth as he looks to her, but his eyes tell a different story. Sadness paints them, as they did not but a week ago when they'd said goodbye. The dark ocean that resides in them reflect a longing for a different outcome, something that could let them still be together and not have to worry so much about what may be a loss of self.]

I know.

[He steps into the elevator with her when it opens, leaning up against the back wall while he quickly takes his phone out to check it. No news yet, and he shoots off a few texts before returning it to his pocket.]

...Your brother texted me about that, you know. How you'd been overworking yourself, not eating much and not speaking to him since last week.

[Ajax's eyes wander back to her, a little worried. He didn't like to hear that it was causing her that much stress. Even he'd managed to eat and take care of himself a little, even if he was emotionally wrecked on the inside.]