After dinner, they all separated to head to their various dorm rooms. Louis glanced at Henri in worry as they stood in the foyer, the other had abruptly stopped eating, eyeing up the food that he had previously been scarfing down like it had wronged him.
He supposed that it was much better for Henri to go back to his previous eating habits but the inconsistencies in his attitude were more than a little worrying,
"I'll go straight to bed." Henri said shortly, already walking off before Louis could protest.
Henri frowned as he absently made his way down the hallway, was he coming down with something after all? Perhaps he would visit the infirmary the next day, falling sick wasn't very fun.
He had been well aware that his appetite suddenly spiked earlier in the morning but he had written it off as his body needing nutrition after the kind of day he had yesterday. During dinner, all of that ravenous appetite suddenly vanished, the variety of food on the table slightly nauseating him.
