"Cute?" You knock on her door, worry in your voice. You haven't seen her for a while, though you heard she was at your place, but left for some reason. You've been so busy lately, it's been impossible for you to catch her properly. But this is serious, she left without saying neither goodbye, nor hello!
Still upset from the entire Danny and Gurren incidents, you whimper from where you're curled up upstairs, not even willing to run to the door barking like you usually do. However, here's a different presence that meets your moirail at the door.
With a snarl.
Look, Gurren, I don't have time--
He's already done with the shit someone else has been brining to Cute's doorstep, and assumes the guest visiting him is the worst-case scenario. However, his upset growl quickly melts into a frown as he realizes he doesn't have to be mad anymore. This is just the man his little sister needed to see.
Oh, it's you... Good, good, I was afraid I'd have to come get you. Cute hasn't left her bean bag chair in hours. She's upstairs, come with me.