Pushing the door open with her hip Lily walked into the room she and Eleven had been sharing and stopped abruptly, easily catching the tension in his shoulders as he sat at the desk. Whatever was going on, it wasn't good.

"What's going on?" The Beacon being opened had not escaped her, but she desperately wanted to believe that whatever was bothering him now, wasn't that. Once they had discussed a much longer goodbye, and she was just naive and optimistic enough to hope that would still be the case, and that he wasn't going to tell her what part of her swiftly began to convince herself she was about to hear.