Patrick walked out onto the field a bit tired, this term felt never ending. He was happy they had won the last match, but something just felt off with his Captain. He wasn't exactly sure he could place what was wrong with her. Kicking off of the ground, taking a few laps around the stands, weaving in and out of the posts. The air filled his lungs as he began his slow down landing near Skylar.

Taking note of her stretching, he figured he should as well just to make sure he didn't pull something along the way. "Hey Skylar, how are you feeling?" he wasn't sure if he should pry, but he had already felt the words leave his mouth and he was stuck.