Lacrima had been in a terrible state the past few days. She'd been literaly leaking anxiety all over the manor. It was an oppresive feeling. It tapered off, finally, last night, when Natsumi-chan visited. Natsumi does a good job of calming down Norie/Lacrima most of the time.
She is of course. Still wracked with worry but it is no longer physically manifesting itself.
She'd been a bit distant since the other night. Eilam would notice this while he's staying over while Lacrima tries to figure out things like 'how to fix his situation' and now she's dealing with this situation.
Lacrima is staring at her smart phone on the table in front of the couch in the main vestibule. It is alight to a text message she sent a few days ago to everyone on her contact list. It is a mass of gibberish, a single line with a few spaces that looks like a cat tap danced across her phone. She seemed to be staring at it intently and with a feoricity like she expected it to break, come alive and divulge all it's secrets.
This was not happening.
Not really out of intention, but Eilam was rather silent as he approached. A habit he had picked up long ago in his life, moving along quietly. If he wanted to be noticed, generally he would, but this? He wasn't going out of his way directly. Just... going along. The difference in attitude was noticed, but he wasn't the type to pry, or try and force unnecessary comfort. In fact he was much more one who was liable to leave others alone and leave their secrets their to share or not.
Which was why as he finally attempted to make his presence known, Eilam moved around by the couch and set down container of some kind. A white cardboard box that looked to be decorated only with the logo of a company. A cake company specifically. Inside was a whole cake - an angelfood cake specifically that looked like it cost an arm and a leg. Though any who knew Eilam knew full well he had money and that was likely easily paid. And then he moved to sit nearby, only saying, "That is yours if you wish to have it. I paid for one, they messed up on one and made another. Gave me the messed up one too. That is the properly-made one."
Lacrima softly looks up. "Eilam-kun." she says quietly as she looks down at the box and closed her eyes. She gently peeked in and eyed the lovely angelfood cake, with it's rose-shaped frosting covering as she nodded. "Thank you..." she says quietly.
"Eilam-kun." she says. "I'm sorry I've been silent for the past few days." she says. "I... I did something horrible...something unforgivable." she says softly.
"-and I don't even remember doing it- and the... victim...doesn't even remember me doing it." she says quietly.
"I feel like I am falling apart." she says gently as she stares down at the phone.