Soreth tried his hardest not to smile at the cute hairstyle Wrenna had chosen, but it gave him such a strong urge to start another portrait at the next possible opportunity. It was something unexpected, yet just a bit charming all the same, and he found himself needing to refocus quickly before he missed something important. "Scared you off? Would that be enough to convince them? I guess it's not impossible, though I'm sure they'd probably...Wrenna?" 

Seeing her mood suddenly change before she dropped everything to collapse on the bed, the young demon moved away from the door he had been near to go check on her. "Hey, are you alright? You didn't actually get sick, did you? Or is it something else?" He sat next to where she had ended up on the bed, a little unsure about how to go about dealing with whatever was going on just yet. "Do you need me to get anything?"