Adrien smiled at her.

"It's okay. I'm fine."

He said, sitting crisscross instead and smiling weakly, his smile wavering. His hands were shaking so he tucked them under his legs. He was not going to cry, he was not going to be weak, he was fine.

"I promise! It's alright, you were tired and that-..."

He trailed off, his eyes unfocused for a moment before he jolted and they went back to Frynns'.

"It wasn't fun, so really! It's fine. You were exhausted."

He tried to reassure. Despite feeling like a zombie himself.

Frynn glanced up, her dark blue eyes meeting his, unbelieving. "You do remember I am an Empath, correct?" She asked quietly, opening the slightest bit of her power to feel a crash of exhaustion and pain from Adrien. "You're not fine. It's not alright. Is there anything I can do to help? Also, don't fall asleep, PLEASE. It's a bad idea." She stated, her voice a little more clear, a little more steady. "Please tell me if I can help." She repeated, more quietly, her eyes darting to the ground before flitting back up.

Adrien stared at her for a long moment before standing, and almost falling over. He grabbed a wall to steady himself and smiled weakly again.

"I should go back to my cabin, sorry for intruding."

He said quickly, limping out, since his knees still hurt. He got back to his cabin and sat down on his bed, curling into a ball. He pulled a pillow closer and buried his head in it.

"Father said we don't cry."

He murmured to himself, keeping his ability up to hold his tears back.