[Hellboy's gotten used to Kida coming to his door late at night, though she usually texts him first. Asks him how he's doing, if he'd like to see her. The answer is always yes, obviously. But now, he's not sure -- something's off and something's wrong, and he's worried as he opens the door and looks down to her.]
What's wrong? [No hello, no how are you. He knows something has to be wrong.]
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What's wrong? [No hello, no how are you. He knows something has to be wrong.]