“—Gray I have a problem.” Her words come to a halt as she takes a moment to allow herself to sort out her thoughts. “Only you know how to help...”

█▐ ❆ ࿐ᐤ  RATTLED BY THE sudden utterance, Gray’s expression hardened as he peered onward with a hint of unadulterated concern, glacial eyes large &&. imploring. The Ice-Mage had momentarily forgotten about his task at hand; the MAJORITY of his thoughts had now been clustered around Cana’s well-being. 

       ❛  Oi            is everything alright?  ❜  His gaze searched hers, desperately trying to suss out the reasoning behind her upfront declaration.