for @remnantscfdevastation
Wren had given Astrid space. After everything he had dumped on her, he thought that it was the least that she deserved. He had wanted to check on her. So many times, he had his phone out, ready to text her ... but he'd stopped himself at the last possible moment. He needed to respect her wishes. He had meant what he'd said to her. If she decided that she didn't want him around anymore, then he would listen to her. So when he got her text, asking him to meet her, he had practically chomped at the bit.
He had arrived at her place early and whilst Wren wanted to wait - until at least a couple minutes before - he was too eager to see her. He knocked quickly and once she opened the door and he had stepped inside, he turned to look at her, "Is everything okay?" He asked, eyes full on concern. There was a part of him that had managed to convince himself that she would have decided that she just didn't want him around and that she was going to tell him that. "Are you okay?"