Anastasia looked at Samsul and became slightly worried. The man was normally difficult to read when it came to many emotions, unless he wanted her to see them. Such as when he laughed or when he smiled, but even then, she wasn't really sure what was going through his head. However, now, worry was clear on his face. She walked toward him, "Samsul," she said softly. She felt like something had caught in her throat, what had happened that made him look so worried, "Is... Is everything alright?"