There’s a gentle knock on the door before he enters Nessa’s place. “Uh, hey.” He’s being quiet, but only because of the hour. He’d been woken up by her call, and while he hadn’t mentioned that, it was obvious enough by the way that he’d shown up in his pajamas. Not because he was worried about the plant, but instead, because he was worried about her. She’d sounded pretty worked up on the phone, and there was no way he wasn’t going to make sure everything was alright.
Door is closed gently behind him, before his hands end up on his hips. He might look serious, if not for the tired expression, and the messy hair, and the slight smile. “So uh, where is the little guy?”
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