He'd maneuvered himself close enough, and was just starting to strike up a conversation with one of the students advertising the martial arts club, making sure he was angled just right so Maya would be within eyesight, somewhere behind and off to the side of whoever he was speaking with. When she started to slump, he waited a moment before taking notice, his eyes flicking over her, to the other student, and back to her rapidly as he feigned realization. Quickly, he excused himself and made his way over, the picture of a concerned upperclassmen that even Gale could pass as. He's spoken to Maya often last year, so it wasn't hard to pretend.

"Maya, you alright?"